narrative poem by Zerayn D.
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When the Lotus Blooms
They began playing the ensembles,Mahori music in loud rambles,in front yards of shops and homes,in improvised event halls are formed of sound and rhythm, yet to begin,the circles are yet to be seen,for Romvong comes after some catalyst,where dance steps… Continue reading
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My pen, The Galaxies and The Narrative
I say my truths! My eyes are open,if not heard, I scribe them with my sharp pen,though it is sharp, it does not kill,it does not hurt a home, it bends but won’t break will. It does not cost someone’s… Continue reading
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Courage to Speak: The Cost of Truth-Telling
there’s nothing to forgive, I live, I liveI do not regret speaking up, I giveI wasn’t loud, I kept it low,I sneaked out the battlecry, soft but so then it cost me all the decade work,it cost me my bread… Continue reading
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Sync and Zing
We dined with laughter, worries long gone,Where I was drawn in, included, carried along.They asked what I liked, with teasing and play,endless nonsense and my smiles brightened your day. It made you smile watching my laughter unfold,by the pool, playful… Continue reading
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A Year Journey
In January, we repair and reset,you made that declaration—it’s you and me, we are a duet. In February, I never count the value of Valentine’s Day,but a present arrived out of nowhere, drifting my way;I wondered quietly—why, and who could… Continue reading
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A Cruise and A Smoke
Cheers, hellos, and heartfelt hugs,welcome aboard with bags and mugs.We set to sail through rain’s encore,a toast to life beneath the pour. Unpack the needs, ignite your drive,in seconds, rhythm comes alive.With taps and slides, with waves and sways,the beat… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- canto 5
The Coldness of a Man’s Heart Gazing afar, the phoenix does sigh,Recalling the cuckoo’s mournful cry.Once deceived by the coldest prey,The cuckoo weeps for man’s cold display. A man once sought a warm embrace,From a woman he yearned to trace.But… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 5
The Man of Diamonds and his Realm As the phoenix watches from afar,the man of diamonds on the island of stars.luminous, refractive, shining bright,reflective, transparent, casting light.lights meet in facets, a dazzling array,diffusing beams in every way.creating rainbows without a… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 4
Disillusionment The phoenix gazes at a man of diamond,tough, proud and his wisdom fully grown,with elegance and brilliance, he stands tall,a figure that commands respect from all. But beneath that tough, unyielding face,a hidden deceit, a hollow space,the phoenix, fooled… Continue reading
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Ascension of the Flames- Canto 3
The Phoenix has spoken I am forged in the fiery blaze,A cuckoo’s cry in sorrow’s haze.With every breath, I rise and soar,My wings ignite, the woodland will roar.Through searing heat, I will take flight,And scorch this land with endless might.If… Continue reading
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