Tag: contemplation

  • Death of the Inhuman

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    He was bespeckled in confusion,Little doubts that grew larger than him,And how could a child ever carry that weight?There was only a single thing he knewAnd that was that he knew nothingAnd so he was nothingAnd what worth is nothing?But it’s nothing, So it doesn’t matter,After all, it’s just nonsenseAnd he’ll wake from itAnd then…

  • Untitled (Moon)

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    I flew the moon and watched it soar,Its night ribbons dancing and wavingAs it moved from star to starAiming to go beyond its earthly tether,But please,Just linger a little longer.

  • My Dreams

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    My dreams lie before my feet.They are still alive.They are on life support. They fight for air. They’re asking why I abandoned them.I swear I’m still here. I plead:There’s still time. How it all aches! It’s all my fault. A dream must be reared. It cannot take flight on its own.Please don’t rot away. Please…

  • Borrowed

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    I own nothingEven my breath is borrowedFrom a shade of livingBut it’s of a beautiful designThe value in impermanence

  • It’s just as I remember

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    Warm light spilling out onto a corridorThis is how summer feelsThe warm sadnessLike any good thing, knowing it passesBut you still love itBecause how could you not?Even knowing it all comes to an endLike any man, I’m too taken by itSo I kiss her handAnd become hersAnd her, mineIf just for a moment

  • Blur

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    Eyes aheadSteadyMotion, cannot be trackedCannot be metCannot be feltAnd then disarrayHere, there, and everywhereBeforeAgainThere’s fuzz

  • Look Forward And Weep!

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    I could be great.I was candlelightFlickering,My life leaking from me
But you make good use of it. Lonely landscapesWhere only I reside,My light fading rapidlyBut look,I’ll always be here waiting.Open arms and open wounds,Just one wordAnd I’ll be nearer to youAs the wind whispers,“I’ve been there before.”

  • Go On, Run!

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    We can’t go back,But we can celebrate it still,Say all the words we wished to hear:
It’s never too late. In my dreams, you are there,All golden and triumphant,With your proud smileAnd lion heart. Every morning,I wake up to my hand grasping starsAnd I pull them close to meSo I can feel their heartbeat. That’s how…

  • I Could Be Anything

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    I could be anything,Even yours. Your love takes hold of me,Transforms me,Into whatever you want me to be.Is this the shape of your love?I feel its contours, which are now mine,Which have been yoursAnd so I am now yours,So utterly and completely yoursAs if my only possession was your love,If I could be claimant to…

  • Ours

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    The warmth of a promiseAnd how it takes shape,Coalescing into intimate form,Its color only known By the ones who professed itBecause these are our the hands that sired it,These are our the words that became its first breath,And the moment our those fingers interlaced,Time became still, but our its heartbeat grew louder By the second,…