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Wil Kavi

Wil Kavi

Lost child

Alone,
in the same old crowd,
trying to ignore
this stifling pain.
 
I am but
a lost and lonely child,
aching to be seen
and touched again.
 
I am ashamed to say
I don’t know how
to reach beyond
this veil of fear.
 
I miss you
and love you always,
though I know not
who or what you are.

(2013)

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Preferido o celebrado por...
Andrea Sky Richards
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How are you?

How are you? The maiden turned and whispered soft, her turquoise eyes as deep as time.
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Psalm to sing

God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
The quiet place

I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
Please help me

No words of wisdom. No clever rhymes. Not this day. Something heavy weighs me down.
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All i ever wanted

That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
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These words

These words, gently laid upon this page, amount to my sincere prayer they reach within you, and touch your secret self,
The secret

Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.
Solitaire

You play your cards so well. Looks like you’ve had a lot of pra… You seem to have a thorough grasp of all the rules of the game. As you cover every angle,
Only you

It’s only you that I can trust to hear these words as true. Those I know seem blinded by some notion or another about me. You are my closest confidant
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Precious gold

There ain’t no precious gold comin’ outa that there mountain, if all I wanna do is sit and dream of what I’ll do when I get some.
Stick man clacking

A sudden gust of bitter wind from somewhere hot and foul, whooped and howled throughout the scattered waste and scrabble down that God-forsaken alley.
I am oracle

I dreamed of being lost and trappe… in a land of angry fearful liars. There was nowhere to run or hide. I cowered cornered and exhausted, my back against the furthest wall;
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Where I end

I’ve been so afraid to speak these heartfelt words. This secret has been kept so well, from myself, by myself,
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The nameless ones

I’ve howled and raved and ranted at all those whom I could name, in search of peace and freedom from this ancient seething rage. But still there lingers bitter bil…
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Amends

I humbly bow before your tender me… for no other reason than I’m sorry… As I listen to my old pal, Leonar… crooning out his holy tunes, there’s a message sounding clear
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