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Lunae Lumen

Xikay - lunae Lumen (Moonlight)    I turn on the tv and put on a show Filled with so many things that I'll never know  They talk about love, and fantasy, it's true They show me things that I wish that I knew   Every day I fall from the sky And pick up my heart I rush through my day cause I'm scared of the start So I spend my days contemplating  Untill the stars cave in    I wish I didn't feel so strong I wish my heart was gone I wish I could give in I wish all life would end Cause it's still easier than pretend  That you and I were never meant (to be)    All of my life  My fictional strife Do you feel that I'm breaking?  All of my days My imaginary ways Do you see that I'm waiting?    You said we were meant to be But, I can't see you now We were always free But you never knew somehow   Still, I will wait untill your hijab turns to dust This is love, not lust.  

K.L. Runaya
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Reckless Eyes

Xikay - Reckless Eyes    You've got these reckless eyes Autumn colors burning bright Reckless eyes, they're bright A playful way to blow my mind Halfway through paradise You're running through my dreams at night    I've forgotten what I used to desire Every other name in my head went expired Since a moment ago, when you re-lit my fire  My fuzzy mind keeps my heart warm Tempted to grab onto this feeling, it's so strong No room for rationalities, my mind long gone The difference is the passionate intensities, the heart is strong   You've got these reckless eyes, they're bright Autumn colors in the night Reckless eyes, they're bright My future's walking into the distant light   "Settle down, heart. Settle down. We can't be falling in love right now" But, she's talking to me It's getting harder to breathe If I panic; I'm afraid I'm gonna say some shit that I mean Like expose all that I feel, Right before I leave.. The funeral of an emotional scene   

K.L. Runaya
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Romantic Tantric

Xikay - Romantic Tantric    I guess I thought you were my saviour Who would save me from my own destructive behaviour I guess I thought you had the makings A silent angel who's wings were always waving I guess I thought a lot But you would never fill that spot   I'm a hopeless romantic Love has always made me tantric I never know what to say But write it down anyway I never know what to do Cause love has got me stuck on you   I guess I thought you weren't lying All those little warm words you said in sighing I guess I thought forever was a thing Even though you never believed in true love things I guess I thought a lot But you would never fill that spot   You thought I wasn't serious Forever the joker making you delirious  You thought I'd give up at some point and Two years later and I'm still disjointed You thought a lot But I was ready, you were not   I'm a hopeless romantic Love has always made me tantric I never know what to say But write it down anyway I never know what to do Cause love has got me stuck on you    

K.L. Runaya
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The Sound of Silence rewrite

Xikay - The Sound of Silence RE:Write (Simon&Garfunkel)   Hello, world, it's Kiya Lee This is a message for all to see People dying from covid-19 And governments' nowhere to be seen They just call it "a calculated loss" for the machine Oh, society Another death, and no one cared to see    People fighting for freedom Carrying AK's into the street And in their stupidity they fail to see The death warrant they signed for real Because in their heads they're always right, that's what the internet says I'm ashamed of this Oh, the death of bright minds   And in the evening light I saw The mouth mask war, we feared it all

K.L. Runaya
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Unexperienced Odyssey

Xikay - Unexperienced Odyssey    Can you, can you hear? The stage is calling me Unexperienced odyssey Who would welcome me?  I feel, I feel it strong The desire to flip the script Society's fucking shit   Look, I've been writing rhymes all my life And most of the time; I couldn't tell left from right But I've found my plight An anxious kid trying to take the stage With a boy-ish charm and scars on my face Yeah, I lived in many different ways I could tell you about the drug days Or how my momma cast me away Time heals all wounds, is what they say And comedy my walking stick A complete picture if I add this spliff   Can you, can you hear? The stage is calling me Unexperienced odyssey Who would welcome me?  I feel, I feel it strong The desire to flip the script Society's fucking shit   If I had it my way, I'd already be a household name But society had other plans for me It would crush my dreams and make me sick It would put me on a butcher's bench and gut me like a fucking pig Then the salt, right in the open wound And tell me to "get the fuck out and do something with your life, you fool" It would fill me with anxieties, that I never knew were a part of me Cause growing up, I was a happy kid Just fucking around telling jokes and shit Not giving a fuck what my mom would think "Cause the beating's unavoidable", is what I would think   Can you, can you hear? The stage is calling me Unexperienced odyssey Who would welcome me?  I feel, I feel it strong The desire to flip the script Society's fucking shit   And now soon, if luck would allow me too I might surprise you too With the controversial shit I pull Cause not everything I say and do is a'ight Don't forget, I'm just a human mind But the things I have to say Are told from experience, not ignorance in any way So if one day I stand on stage to tell some jokes and everyone looks I hope you remember that I wrote this shit Before I got big. 

K.L. Runaya
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Vivid Dreams

Xikay - Vivid Dreams You see yourself as a small girl Walking home alone Struggling through a winter storm all day But I'm here to tell you It's all going down anyway   I see myself as a small boy Scared to go outside alone Never really had a home But you're here telling me That there's so much to me that you can see    And it's going down Anyway All the dreams, we don't frown Anymore We used to be depressed But then we found common interest And it's going down, down, today Or maybe it was yesterday?    You are a vision, clear to the eye Even a blind man can't miss ya You leave 'em paralyzed  A goddess, baby, you're devine And it's going down  Your dreams, not your fears You left me hypnotised    Cause I'm a five Yeah, that's right I'm single cause I'm always nice I'm not a dick, not even a prick Invisible to all female eyes But you, you make me feel You make it sound so real Like I'm living vivid dreams I hear you whisper "kiss me, please"    It's going down, down Every day is a saturday We're live, and alive Our dreams aren't obstacles We take 'em down, down And live like we were meant to be With a crown, no more frowns Baby, it's going down   

K.L. Runaya
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Walking Paradox

Xikay - Walking Paradox  I'm a walking paradox  I crave the attention, but hate their vicious talking mouths I'm a shoe without laces And I never spent time with the favorites I smile with pride at the mirror while I look at myself in contempt I crave nothing more than happiness, but this sadness makes me feel so content  I never cared what people thought of me, but it's also the fight in which I bleed   I know what you think of me It's displayed on the canvas of your face, you see I'll never let you get away from me If all you ever do is expect bad things from me I'm living fantasy Otherwordly to the people around me Can't bring myself to act their way Cause it pains my soul to slave away for their society   No, you can't expect a lot Don't get me started, you will drop I may put myself as last But when push comes to shove, I know who to cast    I'm a walking paradox I care for humans way too much And they're the ones my heart doesn't want to touch Their hate and lust They crave too much And in my service they trust Refuse them, I can not Cause I'm a walking paradox    I'm a walking paradox Hit in the head by my mom too much Running outside in bleeding socks Yelling "strangers beat me up"  To the cops who picked me up Cause I didn't want mom to cut out my nuts Like she threathened me once   I'm a walking paradox I talk too much, but I hate to speak I eat too little, but I love to feast I cry too little, but I do love tears They clean the soul, but not the fears   I'm a walking paradox It's fearless, the way I seem But it's anxieties only, inside of me I want too scream, but I hate the noise I'm a walking paradox I'm scared of the dark, but in love with the night I used to love love, but then it took flight Lonely every night, but alone in right mind Writing lyrics, with no music in sight Only in mind  

K.L. Runaya
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Zwart bloed

Ik ben gedrenkt in zwart bloed  Van mijn kapot hart Die klopte zonder denken Tot jij het brak In eindeloze stukken  Met loze woorden En loden kogels  Zwevend door het luchtledige  Een ganse wereld in jouw hoofd Maar blind voor die van mij  Die legde je zomaar opzij  De pijn maakt dat  Ik wil schieten  Recht in mijn hart Zodat het bloedt Met reden  In plaats van al die zinloze keren Liever dat ik er toe doe Liever rood bloed

CasaSara
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Hop Hop

  laat de billen trillende konten wuivende voeten hakkenhet lijf subtiel bewegenhet hoofd wippendde ogen draaiende mond grommende armen wapperende handen waaierende knieën buigen LET S DANSE

verf ed: Contemporary interdisciplinair ArtTIST, nen tjolder, nen prutser.
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goedemorgen morgen goededag blij dat ik je weer beleven mag

mijn zus en ik zingen het elke keer we bellen ik bel met de woorden van nicole en hugo zij reageert met dezelfde woorden wij zijn kinderen van het succes wij zijn meisjes van het besef meisjes van het geluk   elke keer opnieuw zingen we soms wijzigen we de woorden blij dat ik je weer eens horen mag blij dat ik je weer eens spreken mag blij dat ik je weer 'mijn liefste zusje' noemen mag blij dat wij weer deze dag plukken mag (en dan die lach!)   

Ingrid Strobbe
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Wedstrijd

Open Call 'Nooit Nooit Show'

Deadline 30 jun 2026

Wedstrijd

Open Call 'Nooit Nooit Show'

Deadline 30 jun 2026

NIET MIJN BEURT

Tel je op een dagde volle manen die je hebt geleefden tikt dan plots die bleke, oude manongeduldig op jouw raam…    Laat die oude man niet binnen    Wijs hem vriendelijk de deur.     Stuur hem zachtjes wandelen    met een fijne, brede glimlach    om hem duidelijk te maken:    “Nee … Het is nog niet mijn beurt !” Zie je in je tuinde zwarte ruiter met z’n scherpe zeisen voel je plots een bitterkoude windonheilspellend in je rug …    Ga met hem niet mee op reis        wijs hem harteloos de deur!        Stuur hem zachtjes wandelen    met een fijne, brede glimlach    om hem duidelijk te maken:    “Nee … Het is nog niet mijn beurt !” Blijf dicht in de buurtVan je beste vrienden en je liefste vrouwZie hen graag bij elke nieuwe maanmet je verweerde, oude lijf.     Maar …      Laat die oude man niet binnen    al staat hij vragend voor de deur.            Hef je glas met rode wijn    in de late avondzon    en fluister zacht maar vastberaden:    “Nee, … het is nog niet mijn beurt !”

mopoltoch
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Alongside the wood elves and forest gnomes

Alongside the wood elves and forest gnomes, full of flavor with a sweetness unmatched, live a people in their bright colored homes, their light short race and woods strongly attached. Dwelling with a tambourine, hand drum, lyre, escorting the group with happiness and recitation or song by a campfire, a female bard with writings neatly punned. This poet-singer with shoulder length hair warns of strangers, has a pep talk to share, trained on the road, she's now ripe for a scare, writing 'bout the fellow warriors' walk. Post battle hums and chants rise in the group, gold coin and shouts sign to let out a whoop!   foto: Jan Ranft

Lazy Midday
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deze nacht

  Jij schoot  deze nacht  in mijn mond  deze nacht   met volle macht  deze nacht  het was  deze nacht   geen leffe  deze nacht  het was  deze nacht  iets   deze nacht  met pindanoten smaak   jijdeze nachtlikkenddeze nachtslokkenddeze nachtleefdedeze nachtop

verf ed: Contemporary interdisciplinair ArtTIST, nen tjolder, nen prutser.
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Activiteit

Kersverze verzen in Damme - locatie De Grote Wateringe

Begint op 22 aug 2025

Activiteit

Kersverze verzen in Damme - locatie De Grote Wateringe

Begint op 22 aug 2025

ons levensgeluk

  die van morgen liggen in onze dromen verscholen  de wind  blaast er ons naar  toe   morgen  wat een eeuwigheid  kan wezen   de eeuwigheid  in ons dromen   we hoeven niet te lopen  zelf niet te gaan   de toekomst  met wat geluk  is dicht bij onsvandaan

verf ed: Contemporary interdisciplinair ArtTIST, nen tjolder, nen prutser.
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wegwijs

  lerend lezen  zoekend in boeken  wegwijs  staren   toeval  hinderend  weg kwijt  wegkwijnend  niet  inéén boek  

verf ed: Contemporary interdisciplinair ArtTIST, nen tjolder, nen prutser.
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Wedstrijd

Oproep - 'De Jacques De Decker beurs'

Deadline 14 sep 2025

Wedstrijd

Oproep - 'De Jacques De Decker beurs'

Deadline 14 sep 2025

deze nacht

  Jij schoot  deze nacht  in mijn mond  deze nacht    met volle macht  deze nacht  het was  deze nacht  geen leffe  deze nacht  het was  deze nacht  ietsdeze nachtmet pindanoten smaak jijdeze nachtlikkenddeze nachtslokkenddeze nachtleefdedeze nachtop

verf ed: Contemporary interdisciplinair ArtTIST, nen tjolder, nen prutser.
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schrei / schreeuw / schrijf

schrijf  wanneer de doornen mijn huid doorboren   schrijf    wanneer ik vastgebonden lig     schrijf    wanneer niemand mij hoort    schrijf   dat men niet vergeet    schrijf    een spiegel voor het gezicht van mijn beulenschrijfmijn eenzaamheidschrijfvoor wie het niet wil horenschrijfvoor mijn moeder en vader die ze verkrachten en vermoordenschrijfin woorden, de dadenschrijfmijn wanhoopschrijfzusters broeders vriendenschrijfde echte beulen in hun torens van waanvastgeklonken in hun vreselijke idealen schrijfschrijfvoordat ik wenste nooit te zijn geborenschrijf mijuit de leegteschrijf mijuit mijn wanhoopschrijf mijvoor ze mij verscheuren schrijfdat ze beesten zijnschrijfdat ze mijn geschreeuw altijd zullen horenschrijfdat ze in nachtmerries zullen ontwaken schrijfvoordat het u overkomt

verf ed: Contemporary interdisciplinair ArtTIST, nen tjolder, nen prutser.
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