Deep-diving into the culprits of my self-deprecation, "Discount Shakespeare" showcases all 50 of my poems, originally posted on Twitter, which I had written from my high school years to this day (whenever this gets published, I guess).
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Discount Shakespeare An anthology of musings Poetry by luxsick
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Time laced through grains
Seeping through the crystal porcelain That adorned her searingly worn feet Were a million moments set in a grain In sand dunes perched at their highest peak.
The heat was blazing, but she didn't care For she knew what the horizon had to offer As she gazed ahead, her feet now bare And let them sink in the sand's timeless prosper.
She stood up, moved on in a show reflected by light And let grace seep through the veins of her hand A plethora of colors, a kaleidoscope so bright Had her calloused feet leave capsules on land.
Alas, her magic show dissolved out of fear As shadows ruled, the dunes started to crumble From her lifeless eyes, she shed a single tear Standing for her screams, reduced to a mumble.
But the darkness too passed and her embers ignited While light paved way for her true beauty to show For this was her canvas, reasons of love invited Why she performed on sand, we have yet to know.
Moments were built upon radiant, golden dust Moments stomped on, trampled to their core Moments her dance saved, in which she'd trust And moments that left her swaying 'til morn.
She danced in waiting and hope from above For her savior to take her by the hand And dance with her to find the love That's buried in the timeless sand.
