Comforter



Comforter, my mind

a contemplator

breaking down 

hurt, pain and grief

At the end...

there is cure

to all ailment

not of body

to all anger 

thrown my way

a heart full of kindness

a heart full of love

has no reason 

to despair

there's a comforter

cool and mellow 

in my mind






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Blank spaces

These blank spaces
These silent seconds
These periods of pause
These periods of stillness

That's when a voice is heard
not something I want to heed
She comes around aloud 
harbinger of questions and fears

Life does seem long
Life does seem weary
When you count the stillness
When you live in blank spaces

Always awaiting
Always looking around the corner
for bends and becoming
to never be still 

A drifter drifting 
not in the silent stillness
choosing chaos unbecoming 
never in these blank spaces.

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Procrastination

 



Beat and bruised,

tanned under the sun
weathered as the season alter
starting a process backwards
going back to the earth once again
ashes and dust, blown to the zephyr.
What was then a mold
now a part of nothingness
it’s not something new and deifying
but always there in a view
there it stands,

Provoking, demanding

a change in me
asking me to take a detour
but I won’t budge or be moved
stoned and stiff like a mountain.
Please make a mend
a quarter of life spent
Snap! You feel you're born again
you didn’t realize it then
and it’s too early to begin
back to the circle; clipped and chained
you’ll give yourself another day
to finally comprehend
your body is no longer a friend.

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