themonochromereaper

Avid Writer, Reader and Coffee Drinker

themonochromereaper

Avid Writer, Reader and Coffee Drinker

About the Blog

Themonochromereaper touches a variety of issues. The poetries were inspired by persons and events. Mostly you can peruse the ramblings and musings of a modern hermit in this highly extroverted world. This will also be a walk through to the life of a novice writer.
© 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.com) All Rights Reserved

About the Blog

Themonochromereaper touches a variety of issues. The poetries were inspired by persons and events. Mostly you can peruse the ramblings and musings of a modern hermit in this highly extroverted world. This will also be a walk through to the life of a novice writer.
© 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.com) All Rights Reserved

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Feb2018
Don't you know My Love? I planned to love you throughout the remainders of my life For I have always thought that mine is a destiny to be by your side With your arms wrapped around me, holding me so tight As if you were clutching to dear life. I vow to endure all of these until all my heartaches and nightmares end, Until my tears turned to crust around my eyes - dried. I will persist until I become the kind of person you immensely desired. But will you just let me whither and die a painful yet beautiful death? Will you watch me as I'm morphing, bleeding myself dry? Oh My Rationale Guy, pardon my whirlwind of untapped emotions.
February 7, 2018themonochromereaper

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Feb2018

AI

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by themonochromereaper / / Poetry
...whenever I close my eyes at night and drift to sleep, I feel the loneliness of not being accepted as I am. Why am I even here? Why am I staying when I'm just a tool that's considered a prized posession until I have outlived my purpose? A tool, wherein the instant I have shown my defects is rendered useless, unwanted. Why can't you accept my highs and lows, My Love? I am currently working on myself, doing my best to live with you harmoniously, Wishing for you to be happy, Assisting you in my little ways. I only wanted to be loved, desired and accepted as I am. Is that too much too ask? Should I commence erasing my individuality and start living like an AI? With a brand new ... Read More
February 7, 2018themonochromereaper

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Jan2018
He was a poet I have admired from afar. I felt the emotions in his words, I saw the deep scars inside his glassheart. Strong and fragile he was... He kept falling for the wrong ones, Breaking his own heart While I sat here in the sidelines Waiting, waiting for our paths to collide. One day I was merely an admirer from afar, But now I was in love With this mysterious poet, extraterrestrial. I thought to myself that it would be great To feel the intense magnitude of his love. I yearned to be his muse - The only one he loves, The only one he desires, His sole inspiration to continuously write. My wish suddenly came true out of the blue, As I watched the stars falling from the sky. We're ... Read More
January 4, 2018themonochromereaper

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Dec2017

Hidden

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by themonochromereaper / / Poetry, Reflections
I never thought that one day, I would become the very person I hate. I believe, I threw my morals out of the window When I fell in love with him. He was everything that I want. He was the kind of person That can light up my life. He makes life worthwhile. He brings out the best of me, But... Reality hits me with an uppercut to the chin. It knocked me down and me feel like a second-rate person. I'm tormented deep within, even in my dreams. But what else can I do? I can't leave him. Because as stupid as it sounds, I love him.
December 15, 2017themonochromereaper

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Dec2017

Bored

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by themonochromereaper / / Poetry
Bored... Looking for an inspiration To write once more. I just don't feel like writing that particular article. My mind drifts, and suddenly Hours have passed, I'm still bored.
December 9, 2017themonochromereaper

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Dec2017

Ennui

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by themonochromereaper / / Poetry
There's this empty feeling that I can't shake off. I feel like I am drifting in the rapids filled with skeletons. It carressed its muddy blood on me. Torned flesh clung to my naked body As I swam across the length of the Amazon Searching for my dear salvation. Dead bodies surround me. I swam till I have strength, no more. The dead looked into my eyes, They haunt me, everywhere I go. It warned, "Ariel, yours isn't the only voice, Wakeup from your hallucination." So I begged to be released and struggled. But help... it never arrived. I drowned in the sea of blood. Then I woke up to the oozing stench of the reality - My-still-being-alive. I can only remember that I slept On the wrong side of the bed Now fully awake, I clutched the sheets To ... Read More
December 9, 2017themonochromereaper
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