Violent flash of lightning
Raging river
Thunderous clap
Sky weaping
Burst of wind
Trees rustling
Not a stray in sight
Feb 8, 2024
Feb 8, 2024 at 11:31 AM UTC
Nothing to feel, forever at rest, but a vessel still aware
A crooked fate, to be wished on no ones plate
A grim tale, that even Death would take pity
Jan 29, 2024
Jan 29, 2024 at 11:44 PM UTC
Tick tock, fridge hums low
Heater kicks in, warmth spreads slow
Cars rush in the night
Dec 9, 2023
Dec 9, 2023 at 2:27 AM UTC
a little drop, a little beat
oh so sweet
a bit of rush, a dopamine fix
what a treat!
Dec 8, 2023
Dec 8, 2023 at 2:44 PM UTC
Slow and steady, anticipation rising
Reaching the peak, crest before the dive, speed a bit halting
Then it comes, the fall
Speed and thrill jumps exponentially, a heart's quick leap
I can feel the wind, blood coursing through my veins
Eyes wide, widest they ever been
Smile on the face, widest it ever been
Few moments more, the frission has almost left
Smile still stays, leaving pleasantly, a memory evergreen
Dec 7, 2023
Dec 7, 2023 at 5:45 PM UTC
What is life? What is reality? Is this a start of song?
Are we living in oblivity (is this a word? it makes perfect sense)
Why are there so many question?
Too little time, too many books. Don't really want to read them all, do I (most of them are boring :D)?
Should any of it make sense, maybe it doesn't? Is that really hard to fathom and comprehend.
This give me no joy, happiness might be fleeting, only inner peace is a guarantee.
Though I wouldn't know, I am not trying to make sense here.
Enough of rambling, lets start rhyming.
The bread is baking
The sea is quaking
I am not punctuating, or am I?
I aint I dont mind
Mind is a palace
cold cold cold so so cold
lets go
Jul 22, 2023
Jul 22, 2023 at 1:35 PM UTC
The most beautiful sea:
hasn't been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child:
hasn't grown up yet.
Our most beautiful days:
we haven't seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven't said yet...
--- Nazim Hikmet
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 11:52 AM UTC
Where is the elixir that will make me forget?
I need to find it I need to drink it.
For I need to flee,
for I want to be free.
Free from the burden,
free from the torture and guilt.
I just want to run,
To a place far away.
Away from the corruption,
Away from the sins.
To place where I will know,
Know the meaning of peace.
So help me forget the memories good and bad.
All I need, all I want,
Is freedom that I lust in a land far far away.
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 11:27 AM UTC
He never cared and he never failed.
His favored weapon was poison through tea.
But sometimes that was hard to be.
Sometimes a bullet in the temple was the necessary evil.
And sometimes a knife it was suppose to be.
Nobody cared who this man was.
Nobody cared how was it done.
They only cared for the job they wanted to be done.
And it was always done.
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 5:56 AM UTC