Of a piece to a shattered hourglass,
The time is ground to a stop,
Where the elapsed is convalescing,
Permuting to a scape unclean,
Set against the manifest,
In this spring of qualm and distressing.
When the wind is blowing ill,
On a hunt for change,
Irreality becomes existence,
Cannot break these shackles,
The ever-wearing trial,
Always close to heart, but in the distance.
Dread, without a halt,
Without constraint,
While the world wanes, I must pace ahead,
Force out my way,
Clear of this hold,
Scrabbling everything I used to shed.
...The night of death never showed.
No closure, no quiet flight,
The days of bane and gasping shadows,
I felt the sun set me alight.
Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 9:40 AM UTC
One more swell now motionless,
Realness from afar,
Drifting pointlessly,
Into a world of dubiety and falling stars.
The apprehension of letting go,
A fount of cognizance and angst,
With advents of dawn,
Seeing through the night, to no more be recast,
A future, said to reflect the age,
Alight, yet dimming anew,
Abaft the scud of clouds,
Burning itself out – the sun that never quite withdrew.
May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 6:35 PM UTC
In the eyes of another man,
Cascading on the hearts quaking,
A tragedy that was to never be named,
The judgement of fate is his for the taking.
My misconceptions environ me, no longer a soporose dream,
These are the threads of my sanity,
It's a fetch of my hollowness, benumbed thoughts so grim,
Reprieve me, for I am the only kin.
Life revised to the memories inscribed,
Confined within the ageing strands of mind,
Seeking those left undefined,
To deconstruct the crux of life.
A new mould ignites, contrived from past morbidity,
Ever frozen in time,
The voidness of this excited debility,
Flares forever inside.
The chasm within, a shadow well-withheld,
It knows when something's amiss.
When all is lost, a lesion turning gold,
Retorting back the abyss.
May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 2:06 PM UTC