Tag: contemplation

  • My Entangled Mind

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    I cannot forfeit the past, for long as it has been, it has assimilated itself as part of me. The moment present became past it became another building block of my soul, and even with hindsight, when it felt as if those building blocks should topple, not even Aeolus could bring them down with his…

  • Enough, Enough, Enough

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    I don’t have enough to say,But I have no excuses to give you;I only have my words,So in spite of that, I will become your literature.From little moments, I pilfer tiny sparksWhose lives fluctuate from a breath to noneBut I’ll tend to them,Express things that’ll outlast a legacy.These are just words to you,(I hope I’m…

  • Cease Wonder Reduction

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    I tire of being a reductionist. Everything has become a wonder to me, So much so Every sunset has become an explosion of orange and pink And the imagined sunset an even greater burst of color. -k.r.r.

  • Tears

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    I feel like tears Gently gracing your cheek And falling into impermanence, But I always come back; Rather, I’ve always been here. -k.r.r.

  • World, Alien, Splinter

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    I feel as alien as flesh that grew around a splinter. I have become part of the world, and yet so distinctly foreign. Take a look around and you’ll see me there with ease, standing alone but surrounded by it all. I could never infect the world though; I am absorbed by it until I…

  • I Started to Peer Inside

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    In referring to myself, I refer to a glamour: A suggestion of self, Rather than an assurance. In truth, at times my own self feels As if an alien marooned on earth Forced to play a role unlike itself All to blend in, all to cease being. As if to look in the mirror in…

  • A Lesson I Must Always Relearn

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    I’ve found that the most difficult thing for me to reconcile is how much I am actually able to control in my own life. If something goes wrong, it must be because of my own failings. That isn’t always the case. Sometimes things fall outside the realm of my influence, whether I like it or…

  • Untitled (To Every Word I’ve Wanted to Say)

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    A dull pain like something left unsaid, The words still fluttering in your throat Wanting to burst free But they’ll be left out to perish in the cold And you’d rather suffer than witness their death throes, Lamenting an existence that never stood a chance. Put it out of its misery! But what of your…

  • The Stars Are Yours

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    I looked to the sky And for a second Every star seemed to shine for me. Like a searchlight, Their light pointed toward something And I gathered the courage to chase after it. The crunch of fallen leaves crushed underfoot Filled the night’s silence with susurration As I ran, not knowing what I was running…

  • Impenetrable

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    My soul should be like bulletproof glass. See it as it is, But attempt to snuff it out, Find you can bear it no harm. -k.r.r.