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Helping Hands

22 Mar 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Helping HandsHelping hands,like a gift from above.They dig their own grave,like a molesand-swimmingits way to freedom.The man is standing tall.Shovel way up high.All he does is wait.You’re all going to die.Greedy handstake what they can get.Helping h...

Free, We Are Water (Two in a Row)

10 Mar 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

FreeWhen freedom is met with if or but,which is always the case,any so-called freedom is an illusion.In one place,one is less trapped than in the other,but no one is ever totally free.The closest one can come to freedomis to acknowledgethat one is ne...

The Chaos of Words In Order

9 Mar 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

The Chaos of Words In OrderSliding from the frozen sun,the mind begins to wonder how.So deep asleep, for far too long,so ashamed.Roam the street from the inside,where nothing has yet died.Desperate to protectwhat no one else can get.A miraclebefore t...

July, What Kind Of... (Two in a Row)

7 Mar 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

JulyThe last week of July.The poem of you and I.A dream that will not die.A crying butterfly.Between the planets and the stars.Above your darkness and the scars.In the sea, the earth, the sky.Gods tell their reason why.About the words right from the...

The Nostalgic Thief, See (Two in a Row)

6 Mar 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

The Nostalgic ThiefAlthough it is easy to believeyour eyes over those of a thief.You grab my attention,take a hold of my soul,and run away with my heart.You disappear for a year,and find me here,in between the broken stuffthat people can never have e...

Time, Will (Two in a Row)

5 Mar 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

TimeTime is no one's ally.She's always watched,called an illusion,used to heal all wounds,cut up to get a grip.A killer,taking livesevery second of the day,and giving birthto make it all okay.Time is the most precious gift of all.Our only loyal frien...

Visibly Invisible

5 Mar 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Visibly InvisibleDeep in the night, when time doesn't matter, my head starts pounding; my fate snuggles up to me.The numbers work together; they build a reinforced concrete wall, deny me the solution, and turn my spring into fall.I try to persevere,...

Wherevelation?

23 Feb 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Wherevelation?Today,finding out about myself.Finding some proof,a self-created shelf,and these chains,they’re all my own.Nothing seemed urgent anymore,but getting broken years,frozen spite,the fear-filled night,I belonged in the back.The truth looked...

Conceal and Dismantle

12 Feb 2022 1 minute read 0 comments Vincent Van Zandvoort

Conceal and DismantleYou will break down the walls that you have built around yourself. When not the truth, but your truth sees you, when the lies hurt your eyes, and the gloves will not fit you anymore, and you realize that you will not leave your f...

Poor Little Fox

8 Feb 2022 1 minute read 0 comments valerianis

A little fox lived in a forest close to a dirt road, near to a popular hiking spot. When Yan first met her, she was young and active. On one of the days when everything becomes yellowish-reddish, Yan was cycling to enjoy fresh autumnal air, and that...