There may have been hundreds of planets, myriad societies Once thriving with life, That had been completely destroyed Annihilating every ounce of biology, And metamorphising into vapid wastelands. Everything is temporary, And yet in the face of potential world annihilation, Our ignorance and exageration of importance and superiority That make us believe we are impervious… Continue reading 8.20
The sound of the ceaseless steady stream Upon which I gaze, Synchs with the current of my blood flow And whispers, numbered are our days. For though time will pass us by, Like an eagle soaring high, This stream shall remain, long past our days. The matter of which it is comprised, this oasis, Is… Continue reading Stream of Consciousness
Yesterday I was clarity, Today I am haze, Circumventing the ambiguity Of this convoluted maze. Momentarily I’ll find reprieve, Breaths lost and moments passed, Getting back to what I need Never came so fast. New eyes cleanse old thoughts And vanquish reused fears. What waits for me expectantly Makes this mind shift gears. Impatiently awaiting… Continue reading June
Self doubt weighs so heavily On my chest, Causing breathing To be an arduous task. What should come naturally, And seamlessly flow In and out of my body With a natural cadence, Is a battle fought Between my racing thoughts And stiff, obstinate organs.
Draw a line between you and me My neighbor becomes my adversary. Give a label to my beliefs You’ll find aberrations in my motif. Scrutinize our discrepancies And you will corroborate your expectancies. If my fellow citizen is my enemy How will I ever grasp the notion of empathy? If we… Continue reading Solidarity.
I need the habitual rhythm Of your mannerisms To become the melody That gets me through the days, Pulls me out of the haze And serves as the lullaby That quiets the constant craze.
If I could take every fiber of you Only to unravel it, I would. So that I could meticulously study Every thread of your being And the wondrous ways In which you are stitched together. And I would find every frayed piece, Every broken strand, So that only I could replace them With a few… Continue reading Threads
