Thisis A Pseudonym

Thisis A Pseudonym Oct 2017

Are you the end, severing my potential?
Are you a end, or are you a beginning a apathetic agent who clears the way for the new?
Am I old, or have I done what destiny prescribed and you are giving me a pen for a blank canvas for my own tales?
Aren’t you the gate keeper, the one who welcomes those to the starless lands?
How can I write anew tale at the end of all tales, do I need to? there is no light to show my glory no light to revel my despair
Ah, you are death.
A poem; a bout, the acceptance of death
We fear you because of your necessity but heed not the toll of neccesity on you.
You are the owls ***** in the night.
The solace at the end of the longest and most periless of trials.
To know about you is to fear you but to know you is to love.
you are my friend and the last I will ever see.
I know you?

A poem about death, a miss who's misunderstood

#death #acceptance #peace #content #doubt #love

Thisis A Pseudonym Aug 2017

Self/Portrait

semblance of a valley forest on fire
Cascading black ethereal smoke in shapes of bouqued flowers, impurities purged in the crucible that is my rampaging thought.

baked browned clay surrounding the fluid paths to the ocean or is it to see?
Its peaks and crevasses the features one can see but the bellows and songs of these dancing mountains and volcano are what one remembers.

Rumbling moats, you can't see the fire but there is smoke. Ebony trees which sway ever so slightly in the breeze both a crown, a symbol of majesty, and masculine pedigree.
A portrait that can only be drawn by gaia when I look on to this visage all Ndibona ikhaya.

Ndibona ikhaya means "I see (is)home"
Playing with imagery

#reflection #insight #free #self #image

Thisis A Pseudonym Jul 2017

Untitled

I know I'm cumbersome I know i can seem like a test
something you need to overcome the one bad apple in your basket.

I know i doesn't meet your expectation. This world doesnt meet mine either.
the very air seems to be suffering for anxiety and reactive depression, understand, its in the ether

You know I'm an apathetic empath, felt every kind of woe
know life's too short always being sad, all i can do is wait see what life has in store.

I identify with nothing but myself, no delegation
Now all i know's is love no hopes no segregation
no disappointments because no expectation.

i would do the absurd, accomplish the impossible to have true joy.
radient like a triangle carried by birds,
I Tried to fool the system like the horse did troy.

Messing with pronouns and nouns
Wrote alot while i was in the dark too scared to share those but this is when i first started seeing a light

#depressed #guilt #happy #delegation

Thisis A Pseudonym May 2017

Unwanted Known knowns

The unfathomable abyss gradually expanding, as if to go unnoticed, yet it's intolerable constraints are ever shrinking. What is lost in it is rarely found by most; its creations, detrimental tools for the lost and weary.
Those who know its mark are in dismay but those who have yet to meet it are the truly pitiful because the longer one is nieve to its modus operandi the deeper your dissent

Really not a poem more of a obvious riddle

Thisis A Pseudonym Nov 2016

Lullyby//10 word

Tired of being Awake and Sad, least let me sleep.

#sad #depressed #insomnia

Thisis A Pseudonym Aug 2016

Untitled

More sudden than melancholy and sharper than angst .
Can't be hidden by folly
More depressed than a 2008 bank.

Aelf

#lonely #depressed #disjunct