Poetry
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A Poem on Feeling Empty: Fading Supernova
I long for comfort perhaps an early grave. I burned my dreams for warmth only cold ashes remain. This hollow ache drifts on never fully belonging, never truly named. My soul, a fading supernova of wasted potential and lingering shame. Continue reading
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A poem on purpose: The Beliefs of a Fallen Leaf
Does the fallen leaf believe itself abandoned, or rest in quiet knowing of its destined descent? Does it dream of heights once held, or trust in sacred purpose,a divination whispered faintly by the wind? Continue reading
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A Poem on ‘being normal’: False Crown
There is a new anger in me. It crept in slow, scraping away the thin shame that clung to me, grinding disbelief to the bone. The world’s lack of sentiment toward anything different sets me ablaze. I burn now, unyielding flames forged from relentless despair. The… Continue reading
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A Poem on Existence: My Atoms at War
My atoms do not belong together. They push, pull, and break— all my cells divided, existence being the topic of late. Neurons still fire, out of contempt or even spite. They make all thoughts eerie, restless echoes in this drifting mind. We are all made of… Continue reading
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Announcing My First Poetry Collection: Whispers
I am thrilled to share that I am in the final stages of completing the manuscript for my first official poetry collection! It will be self-published with the title ‘Whispers’. This project has been a deeply personal journey for me, allowing me to explore and express… Continue reading
James Gale 