faceless evil under the sun’s Ray made by Us, like You but we all carry it The secret hidden in dark Sounding like a riddle and marked by Innocence Lingers behind you, its back to us, silent and nothing and unknowing ghost But only I see it All too deep
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For the second time this week I’ve watched snow fall at sunrise, dawn arrive on a breeze (the way I think it always does). I don’t know which, time or the weather, woke me, charmed me out of a dream where a few of us floated around, gravity’s jokers, face-up in the quiet water and…
In the stillness of forever as the sun closes its eyes I look up into the black of night in awe of the universe where stars house themselves inside the mystery of sky through telescopic eyes the wonder of its vastness gives pause to question does life live beyond time earth’s ceiling of theories cups…
The day I realised that I’m just like everyone else. Clarity. I spent all my time thinking that I was different, unusual. [Apparently] I thought differently to everyone else. [I] Wanted, needed different things. Craved isolation. Solitude. Peace. Contentment. Simplicity overall. Fought the pre-programmed urges [resistance]. Rose above it all. Years of fighting. Fighting emotion….
We live in a scary World today It’s different than Before No more hugs kissing Our happiness gone away Like never before The virus has taken our Loved ones away Families suffering Like never before The fear of the unknown Has arrived The worry of what will happen Tomorrow to you and me Coronavirus on…
Sonnet LYII Man, you’re being way too hard on yourself; Don’t bang a hammer on your own head. If you want to make a good statue of an elf, Use a big piece of wood or a rock instead; People’s weak spots are always easy to find, Especially your own, which is why they’re weak;…
You always tell me: you are incredibly idealistic when you love all people equally, trees and flowers, animals, without concealing them with the cloak of inequality, when you are admiring what it is worthy of praises, without the worm of jealousy eating you whole, when you do not harm anybody and the waves of evil…
