toxic saviourA Poem by Quasi Azuaqi
Imagination stared back
Daring me to refuse Amber droplets of relief Tempting me to flow Lose to that false canvas It paints for me... NO I wrench free brokenly whispering "not again" dashing out the door-- another day I'm back-- caged wild, wet swelling in ANGER's armour imagination promises a world that is mine "again" now I'm smiling in desperately constant happiness? © 2026 Quasi Azuaqi |
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Added on February 6, 2026 Last Updated on February 6, 2026 AuthorQuasi AzuaqiAboutI believe that poems are an extension of our words (and therefore souls), and that the best poems aren't those that are written with the most imagery, the most rhyming, the most metaphors, etc. but th.. more.. |

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