Nightfall

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The colours fall to the horizon

Intense shades of red, orange and purple

A mystic fire has drawn along the sky

The birds go to roost, and the people sigh

A hard day’s work is done,

Gone is the sun

A deep blue bleeds into the sky

The mystic fire smoulders,

Until the light is no more.

The world is rooted in comfort and solitude

Yet a weariness lingers in the dark

The urge to be curled up inside

Overtakes the urge to explore the world beyond one’s home

It is time to rest, nightfall has come.

Written by Miss Wren

Cancer the Crab – A Poem

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Ruled by the Moon, the lady of the night

Mystery binds you to the pale moonlight

You may wear your heart on your sleeve

But there’s more to you than you would have us believe

It’s not easy to get to know you

But that doesn’t mean that it’s not worth trying

If the friend you’re after is loyal and true

Then the love you return is undying

Cancer, you’re the epitome of compassion

You’re quick to help those in need

The love you share with others is unending

And your imagination is deep indeed.

Written by Miss Wren

Gemini

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Light, dazzling and full of fun

You’re the one dancing when everyone’s done!

Your childlike zeal is a feat to behold

Even when you’re grey and old.

But Gemini’s spirit is forever young

Your mind is bright like the morning sun

Witty, sharp and a keen learner too

An eternal student, intrigued by anything new!

You’re a keen observer of the human condition

Making connections with others is a noble mission

Mercury has bestowed you with a curious mind

You’re sociable, astute, funny and kind

Written by Miss Wren

Taurus – A Poem

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Taurus, you maybe sign number two

But that doesn’t mean you’re second best

Your will is strong, and your aim is true

You stand tall when you’re put to the test

No one can deny you’re tough as hell,

And you’ve got steadfast down to an art

But there’s a softie under the shell

Gentle Venus resides in your heart

Oh, Taurus, full of passion and grace!

Your soul shines brightly for all to see

You don’t care if you’re winning the race

Because you’ll get there eventually.

Written by Miss Wren

Aries – A Poem

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You blaze a trail across the stars

You have the fighting spirit of Mars

You’re passionate and have a zest for life

You see light where others see strife

Oh Aries! What a delight you are!

You are a fearless superstar!

You’re loyal and honest as the day is long

You protect the weak and challenge the strong

First across the line, the herald of spring

The trees blossom and the birds sing

You charge headfirst into the year

As we watch you run without fear!

Written by Miss Wren

My Life Was Not My Own


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My life is not my own

I’m not sure if I lost it

Or never had it to begin with

I’m falling apart, bit by bit

I live to serve your every whim

A vessel of compliance and sin

I did everything you wanted

But that’s a game I could never win

I was always bad in your eyes

Something broken never to be fixed

It took many years to realise

That you had made me weak and transfixed

By an icy stare, an insult, and lies

And the vaguest notion of admiration

Held up too high for me to reach

To remind me that I was your creation

It was like I owed you

My life, my very existence

Because I believed you to be true

And your love was my sustenance

I realised I didn’t need you

The way you needed to hurt another

I believe in myself; I know I’m true

But you, you’re no one – some other

Father

Written by Miss Wren

The Secret War

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The secret war isn’t on the battlefield

Nor fought on land or sea

No side will yield

Until death silences our humanity

Victory is only temporary

Like all the seasons past

You better hold fast

Because you’re already in it

Just like everyone else

You’re fighting every day

Some days are quieter than others

It doesn’t mean you can rest easy

The war is inside your mind

You choose to rise or fall

You choose to make your war matter

If it even matters at all

Written by Miss Wren

The Magician’s Apprentice

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Last night, under the full moon

Is the night I lost control

A sickness came over me too soon

My body wasn’t ready, something possessed my soul

My words are potent incantations

That made the impossible appear

My eyes can’t fathom the conjurations

I had summoned spirits most mortals fear

My palms sparked flames that licked my fingers

Despite the blazing heat, my body shivers

The rush of power that seldom lingers

Left my body and flowed like rivers

They poured out of me and glowed blue underground

Like a swarm of abyssal sea creatures

The roots pulsed underneath me, an unearthly sound

As if I was a tree, but with human features

If I can do this, am I even human?

Have I transcended and become a god?

Or am I to be feared, subhuman?

To be put to death by firing squad

I can’t think like that, I’m a human being

With the power I barely understand

I birthed this power, my eyes unseeing

Created by an apprentice’s hand

Written by Miss Wren

Imagination – A Poem


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I slip between worlds

Veiled by a blank stare

And eyes that glean like moonstone

I’m not where you think I am

I am inside myself

Sinking deeper and deeper

And yet, rising somewhere higher

This place doesn’t abide by gravity

It changes on a whim

This place is inside my mind

The rush is palpable

As neurons fire, the pulse racing

To create worlds within worlds

Right here inside my mind

Written by Miss Wren

Disassociation – A poem

The thoughts spin around and around and around my head

They move fast, but I can read all of them

My internal monologue is laid bare to my eyes

They dart madly to keep up with the words

As they get faster and faster

First, I panic, then the world goes dark

I’m done now, you take the wheel

You are here and I am not

Do what you need to do

Just promise to wake me up when it’s over

So, I can clean up the mess you made

Written by Miss Wren