"Nodus Tollens"
Realisations unlocked the secret door,
That life doesn't make sense anymore,
The flow of this story lost its plan,
Immersed in paragraphs you can't understand,
Both the main hero and the iconic villain,
It's up to you which role you must maintain,
Can't complete a story if you skipped the bad part,
Even if you're an extra, you're still a work of art,
Her book called life is full of ripped pages,
It's alright to rewrite some new passages,
His unfinished drafts without an end,
Taught him that it's never to late to start again,
Learn to reread your burned chapters,
Without burning them again on angry fires,
I will no longer welcome nodus tollens to even enter,
For my story and my life is my own adventure.
-lylefaygandia-
Note:
•Nodus Tollens•
(n.) The realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you anymore
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The Poetry of Obscure Sorrows
Poetry"Her 3 am thoughts turned into poems.." This is an original collection of poetry inspired by pro-caffeinated binges, insomnia and the dictionary of obscure sorrows.
