One Hundredth Post

This is my 100th post on wordpress! ^_^

I’m really not blogger material. I suck at writing. but I have my personal reasons for having this blog so I’m still a bit glad I made it to 100 posts. >_<

I decided to repost the poem in my first post on this blog.

Broken

I awake to the stale scent of life.
closing in walls confuse my eyes
as I rise to swallow my bland hours
in mechanical motions.

In this dwelling of guilt,
I consume my own dreams
I flee from myself
only to fall in the trap of existence:
false of nature and naturally artificial.

I wash my face before the mirror
it throws it back at me
drenched in disdain

I converse with withered Jasmine
hanging from that old chipped vase.
As I drink my coffee
slow paced
to feel every bitter sip that I deserve

I stare across the room
to the tilted frames of regret.
They conjure up memories
that I watch in monochrome gray
as my eyes chase the shapes
of cigarette smoke.

so I dip my quill in my Turkish coffee
and write upon piles of dry stains
distorted words and mutilated visions
on the edge-line of sanity.

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4 thoughts on “One Hundredth Post

  1. Favorite line:
    “dip my quill in my Turkish coffee”

    What a good first line for another poem—one that explores, encourages and recognises the strength within one’s self—like in one’s waiting cup of coffee.

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