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I need to live inside a silent city.
A city that is empty not of people,
but of all words.
A city where the billboards are pure blank,
where speakers in the subways and the stores
are all turned off.
A city that does not force you to think,
that suggests nothing but the concrete ground
and the blue sky.
After you have been doing your daily duty,
silence is for the mind what's for the body
a good, long sleep.
A city that is empty not of people,
but of all words.
A city where the billboards are pure blank,
where speakers in the subways and the stores
are all turned off.
A city that does not force you to think,
that suggests nothing but the concrete ground
and the blue sky.
After you have been doing your daily duty,
silence is for the mind what's for the body
a good, long sleep.
Literature
(You were beautiful in all the ways that I wasn't)
you were the kind of Beautiful
that never lasted.
at least,
not in this world
The kind that inspired
all my hopes and dreams.
and the very
center
of all my nightmares
because that kind of Beautiful
is so terribly fragile,
something to be destroyed
By the
likes of
Me.
Literature
Rest
Your brain might tell you
You should be doing more!
But more can sometimes result in less
For quantity is no substitute for quality.
Remember, clearly, that rest is never a thing of laxity.
So long as you wake with a fresh sense of passion
For what you wish to achieve.
- Word of Chen
Literature
The Demon Alone
What happened to the wordsmiths of old?
What happened to those who once wrote flowing rivers
Or scribed mountains of literary prowess--
What happened to those brave knights
Who once challenged the Dark King?
Now I have returned in vengeance
My heart burning with the flame of sin,
I long to slaughter
And subjugate all to my dark whims!
But how could I do this
When there is no one left?
The swordsmen of the pen,
So weak and fragile
Like newborn foals
They must be nursed after the famine
And with no heroes left
In a now barren world.
Who else can nurture life again?
But a forgotten and solitary Demon King...
Oh ancient heroes of forgotten
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Beautifully written. This poem delivers peace in mind. Just thinking about it moves me. I like it.