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Euphoria: In the Art of Poetry
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Ongoing, First published Jun 24, 2020
Of radiant echoes and shadowy bliss. 
A plethora of worded reflections, 
Descending in radiance from a swaying mind.
For the final breaths of words unsaid, 
are shadowy tales of bliss uncapped. 

And so these are the fragments of my
fleeting soul- seasoned with a dash of
poetry, a twist of spoken word. A pinch 
of aspiration and a whole load of passion.
_______

Please Note;

I mostly write narrative poetry, 
and perhaps occasional prose.
So should you crave a peculiar mix
of poetry and storytelling-
Do come in and have a look.

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Welcome to the library, a realm born from the depths of a twisted mind, where logic pirouettes with madness and chaos reigns supreme. Here, the absurd and extraordinary collide: knives twirl through the air in deadly ballets, lava pits echo with the wails of tormented souls, candylands brim with grotesque creatures spawned from the union of nightmares and dreams, and cosmic entities swap destinies with mortals in an eternal cycle of ascension and fall. Among the infinite corridors lies a father defying the fiercest storm for love, a man returning to the past to face the haunting truth about a long-lost friend, and a dead man meeting the gods in bizarre landscapes from myth and legend This sentient labyrinth of shifting shelves and living tomes is presided over by a Librarian whose essence infuses every creak and shadow. Within these twisting halls, whimsy and horror play an eternal game of hide-and-seek. Darkness offers comfort while light blinds. Comedy and tragedy trade masks with gleeful abandon, and the boundaries of good and evil blur into a haunting nursery rhyme. Beware, traveler, crossing the threshold will not leave you unchanged. The library's secrets dig deeper than any wound, its stories unraveling the fabric of your reality and opening more eyes than you thought you had. So, tell me: will you take the risk? Within these walls, knowledge and peril are bound together. Here is your key and card-a gift and a warning. The Library is watching, waiting. Whatever you expect, it will not be what you find. Good luck, brave soul-your journey begins now.