(For the Words of LIFE have already been spoken tens of Times over through the Centuries)
I’d write,
spill out words,
letters binded and bond,
pasted to structure and form.
Language to engage and interact,
to mean and defy,
but this tongue of fingers,
lips of print and digital paper
have laser printed the world out upon the glitter of the screen.
Whispered to sing
and shriek sonnets of the reality I’m chuckling within,
presence surrounding.
I’ve spent shadowed years to form my personalized blue prints,
the architecture of the emotions and logics,
the laws to routines I’ve overseen.
I’ve grasped reality and found a serene among terror and sadness,
wretched and blurred.
Obviously I can contain contentnous when I’m so lavished,
family surrounding,
medium wealth cloaked about me,
but it only gives me even more reason to convey calm,
control, and content.
I’ve bathed among aloneness to puzzle about in confuse and wonder,
figuring to form a philosophy.
There is nothing left to pass against the parched flesh of my lips,
for the universe has already grasped it within the wind.
Devoured my sense of self and awareness,
there’s little left to say when every significant philosophy and observation
I’ve known and could provide
I’ve already said
or has been said
for it is but a well known to sought after cliché or element of the living.
What’s left to speak when every thought feels as common knowledge.
Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 7:34 AM UTC
Obligation or love, I demand you.
It is possible for both to genuinely persist.
Time is all that remains—Join me, don't let it slip.
Fleeting moments of flawed interactions, it's a lot of pressure, so many unrealistic measures.
A long marriage can't be what happened. Is it an obligation? We are Wed but not whole—just fractions.
Does obligation masquerade as love? Drench me in affection.
Time’s fading
... ENOUGH....
Half a decade, and I’ve felt you escaping. Time binds my heart; with bitter intuition, I’m begging to escape it. I need you to face me.
All the FIGHTING is for you.
My fear, you were my safety.
Obligation or Love, are we divided?
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 5:39 PM UTC
Our affection in question, you remain dismissive. Confidence drowns you with no words, no kissing. Clasping me. Your unspoken energy is staggering. Demanding of me, Abrading my fear, curating my thoughts back to us. A cluster of memories adrift, drafting clear thoughts. I’m unhappy, the downer, the anchor to our drifting, silent sea.
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 2:13 PM UTC
Who are we? We are the sum of the influence we have, the love, and the arrogance we display on others. As your date of birth approaches, my love deepens, taunting thoughts are racing against time, wallowing in the why-how could it be. I realized 15 Years ago, we chose to walk the same path. As one thought settles in my heart, I grumble on a million other thoughts.
“Lifequake.”
My right person, wrong time? The questions flip as thoughts race against time. Has our journey fulfilled its purpose? The silence coming from you, I choose to love you in that silence because in your silence, I find no rejection. When I open up, it's not because I’m mad or trying to put you down, it’s because
I FEEL REJECTED
You're not alone as a wife; I chose to love you. Mothers love because you’re their child. Siblings love because you’re their brother. I love you because I chose you! But that doesn't entitle me to have you.
(L.E. Bowman) – Poem Once wrote –
And I quote
I guess it isn’t fair to blame you.
I kept pouring myself into your palms
even as I watched all that I was
leak through your fingers
LOUD ---NO--- I said
But Still
You let go before I knew we were falling. Knowingly, I was still holding on to a future you had already decided to step away from. Now, I’m searching for words and direction as I wander lost in the dark with only the dim glow of my lost heart.
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 1:56 PM UTC
Temptations linger in the air
A longing glance
A vacant stare
A dance of hearts now out of key
I wallow in the echoes
Deep
Distant memories I cannot keep
A fractured soul
A broken heart
Detached all that we once knew
Estranged our love
I thought was true
................
Yet still
Temptations softly call
Whispering through the rising wall
Jan 3, 2025
Jan 3, 2025 at 4:30 PM UTC
Bright flowers smiling in the
Morning sunlight and
They bloom in nature's pure delight
A tapestry of beauty rare
A testament to love and care
And different colour flowers
Blowing everywhere and its
A precious sight and
Their magical fragrance whispers
In the wind and a
Symphony of colours
That dazzle my sight.
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 11:47 AM UTC
Broken me not
Broken I forgot
Abandoned alone my childhood disowned
Survival self-taught
Weathered storms so cold
Broken I forgot
A journey alone I fought and fought
Words to decompress
Breakthroughs who forgot
Insight brings light
Questions unanswered
Broken me not
New life New bonds
No more struggling in silence
Using words as a weapon
Strengthen my mind
The world not forgotten my revival profound
Broken past in the open
Broken me not
Reborn my word tree
I sit endlessly think
A million questions revived
I question
WHO ME
Off-subject life continues my words........ Help ME
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 11:37 AM UTC
Not all victories wear medals of gold,
Some hide in moments,
overlooked and untold.
They were found in a deep sigh,
In a smile and through tears,
when days were long,
when you wished for hope
and a will to be strong.
With each sunrise met
when rest felt incomplete,
and with each foul day weathered,
with heavy feet.
These too are triumphs,
written into each trial,
between survival and each mile.
When you carried on when it felt too much,
found peace in chaos, with a patient touch.
Building castles from the ruins of your plans,
and held faith like water
cupped in trembling hands.
Count the small victories, every single one,
each battle fought and silently won.
For perseverance begins with each try,
and strength lives within
the desire to thrive.
This year that's passing,
Has been harsh and kind,
And left its markings on your mind.
Yet here you stand, still breathing deeply,
With hope your heart has learned to keep.
In a quiet victory, that is yours to hold
Worth more than any medal of gold.
©️Lizzie Bevis
Dec 29, 2024
Dec 29, 2024 at 12:58 PM UTC
*Obligation or Love:
Can They Coexist?**
Can obligation and love truly coexist
Is it possible for both to genuinely persist
Time is all that remains—yet I find it slipping away
A fleeting moment a transient display
Is it duty or love that we’ve been fed
Can obligation wear the mask that one truly cares
is love a promise destructed no spare
Times... life whispers ... Are you still there
As time binds the heart these ties are so tough
Is love merely what we've chosen or beliefs to ignite
a refuge we cling
a web we've woven
Obligation or love— is all but a question
To genuinely believe
Or a table present
Challenging time a game to conquer
Dec 29, 2024
Dec 29, 2024 at 12:28 PM UTC
My poem tumbles down the page
A storm of thoughts
a restless cage
. . .
My mind so clear
Yet you’re a brainstorm away
Lost in the echoes of words we couldn’t say
Our love has captured decades
All I asked is it time to turn a page
As time slipped by
I sit in wonder
You abandoned our life as dreams have spun
Leaving us stranded when we could’ve begun
Standing still the world moves fast
The past
a shadow that couldn’t last
Now all that’s left is quiet as you refrain
A love once alive words never the same
Dec 28, 2024
Dec 28, 2024 at 11:18 AM UTC