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Dan Hess Dec 2019
Co-formed in stardust
A spurious reunion
with undulating dark
Nought sparkles
but the gems in my eyes

Reconstituted, magnanimous
encircling consequence
Bore yours in ageless wake
Over profundity diaphanous

Let lay the light of night
Through interconnected time
which belies even death

What shines bright
in the depths
Has long since
suffocated

Imperforable is the visage
of godly nectar
Undue the musings
of mortal instruments

Take your gaze and shift
Uplooking tantamount to order
You who casts aside
the name of nature

Your basking kept
to distance lost
in increments of the inexplicable

Whose multitudinous worlds shimmer
Bright in reachless stars beyond
As dreams you claim your master



Bury your head
Dan Hess Dec 2019
I'm ashamed of my sadness
I have loneliness to share
I'm desperate for affection
So I'll pretend I don't care
I'm thoughtfully thoughtless
My mind wanders through itself
Picking up on empty pleasures
And dispensing of its health
I'm careful in my carelessness
I'll care for you, but not for me
I'm an ocean of emotion
And a hidden, salty sea
Dan Hess Dec 2019
By this frailty of mine
the northern wind
should strike me cold
and I will shatter

Left afraid, asunder,
left to wilt and wonder
of the me I never had
yet still have lost

To see the sun
undone in darkness
when the overhanging clouds
consume it whole

As I am hung
struck fast to new beginnings
into winter’s ice
into roiling confusion
and omens of death
where the land speaks
only in whispers

All things sleeping, if alive at all
yet, I hear
deep in the warmth
of my heart
(which never dares to speak)
a final cry as I
loom over
Death’s cold stare

Parting from
the fragments of
life
I once claimed
myself

Untethered

There becomes
the all encompassing storm

No longer are there clouds
nor is there vision

We are suspended mist
This illusion of a form
which does not exist

I am not I

We retreat
to love in deep
to see the overlay begotten

Whilst under thy
unyielding tides
lie everything
as One
forgotten
Excuse me if this makes no sense. Nothing does right now..
Dan Hess Nov 2019
I want to become someone
Dan Hess Nov 2019
There is no such thing as the abyss
Static, white noise, information overload
Analysis paralysis
The mind shuts down, but never squanders its supply

I am worn thin
I am overwrought and jaded
Lackluster and swooning for the mist
Yet in the midst of everything, I feel amiss
I am the nothingness that lost its place within the confines of an empty concept
Labeled the ‘abyss’
It does not exist
It is overload and darkness
Stare forever and your brain will short circuit
but leave the lens behind
Retreat into your caves and sleep
And your long exposure will reveal light
Answers
Unlabeled, mysterious and so far out of reach

I am overwhelmed
Distant
A cacophony in deep space
Choking as I gasp for air
Dying, literally dying
To be heard

But I can’t cry anymore
I can’t speak like I used to
Can’t dream at all
I am the abyss
But I am not empty
You simply cannot see beyond yourself
To know what I hold within my depths
Dan Hess Nov 2019
Go out and greet the universe
Meet your dreams in the middle
Surround yourself with passion
Light your world up, by stepping into the sun
Bask in the brilliance and splendor of daylight
Of sunshine, and warmth, and rising

For someone out there, you are standing on the horizon
Everything’s just over another hill
We’ll keep spinning around, even if we never move
So why not take those cycles, and turn them into spirals?
Why not greet our challenges as if they were our friends?

If we appreciate life, if we truly love it, we must accept that it loves us, too.
In that, we are bound to be a part of it.
So stop hiding yourself away in fear.
Once you expose yourself to destiny, you’ll be riding that wave straight to freedom.

Let love align with that light inside.
Everywhere is home, on Mother Earth.
My brother inspired this one. Took a minute to work up the never to just let it out.
Dan Hess Nov 2019
There is a certain comfort
in the sound of trees
dancing in the breeze,
mingling their leaves,
stuck in the ground
but tasting
what it means to be free.
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