Discover what was written before the doors close once more, Let all those frozen memories and hollow doubts fall to the floor. For what once lived is but a vapor; So, do not fear those shadows that try to speak your name, Do not entertain them by playing in their games. Instead, carry on like …
Tag: Poems
Illuminating the Shadows
See what rises from dark days and turmoil, Bear witness to tides receding inwards. As time's weight flickers in significance, The flame within us elucidates the darkness. Those outward projections wane in collective value, As we return to our personal milieus. Waste not, for the time has arrived— Indeed, it is already here. The title …
Tracing the Echoes of Time
Frozen in the totality of the moment; Immersed in the memories that trace back to the beginning. Pieces of life dance upon me before taking flight. Those fragments dissolve into the forgotten known of night. I'm the one staring out the window, Seeking to decipher the code in the leaves' flow, As they gracefully sway …
Seeking out the Light
Thwart my plans; Extend your hand; Demand your stand. Convince yourself you'll understand. We all disband into pieces and parts. No amount of smarts can outwit nature's art. We pedal away our days, each repetition resulting in a small fray of DNA decay. Like rings on a tree, we initially mark with glee each lap …
In Between Passages
I used to be so bold and brave and hubris in heart – what has taken these from me? I used to dream of striving ahead – now, I am aware and have begun to prepare to meet the dead. Where can I find solace in my head – should I look elsewhere, like my …
Tides of Time
Assign me my fate, and I won't hesitate. Pause for a moment and do a brief retake. Distort the original, and the copies die at a slow rate. Line me up at the starting line, and I will run the race. Start me in the blocks, and I will write the page. Transmute me into …
Awaiting Discovery Within
Make a mistake.Go outside with your rake,Take take take;It’s time again to placate Listen to the breeze and let yourself believe that the rustling leaves whisper to you. Allow yourself this one break. Reason says otherwise, and I surmise that it’s choices which have me temporarily paralyzed. Forget to realize that the leaves aren’t alive? …
Striving to Ascend
Upwards we strive, sweeping blunders aside. Inside hosts the rings that demarcate time. Nothing but bands of lines. Roots cling to the ground. Anchoring the emerging sprouts until they can finally stand. The moving winds serve a disruptor to nature’s plan. Aspiring for ascension to the sky sustains the plant's continual drive to climb.
Embracing an Escape?
To forget and become blind, becoming lost in the minutiae of time. Let us look back, once more, and rewind - but what for? What is it we hope to find this time, a transformational revelation? An insight that transcends the temporal and guides, like the North Star, but in the realm of the eternal …
A Two Sided Truth 