Author name: Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.

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Under her dark and clouded skies

the grass remain green

Under her dark and frowned brow

she still manage a smile

Under her dark and unwieldy imprint

she tells us how she really feels

A face not always portraying truth

her reality; multilayered

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It is not jealousy I feel inside

it is something more akin to envy

to see you grow up afar

to study and learn and then

to leap into the unknown

to a life awaiting

I envy you and your future ahead

as I contemplate that all I had

is already behind me

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I am afraid

to read my runes of old

thoughts in another language

another lifetime’s truths told

I am afraid

to read the words of others

my world no longer pure; poisoned

to become a copycat; faking

I am afraid

I am

of that

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the whetstone

I sharpened the knives

You said blunt ones; are a disgrace

I sharpened the knives

You smiled and cut

my heart

into pieces

some friendly advice to my next…

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There’s no limo out front / no bling around my neck / I can’t make you come / a dozen times each night / There’s no history lesson here / just some friendly advice / I’m quirky as hell / be prepared or get lost

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