It's a modern problem
A new age issue
We have
Rational neglection and
Organised physical connection
A feeling though
That's established
Love

Feeling changed
But longing to be the same
Life stretching out
Long and wide
Remember my first ride
And how far I’ve come
Same words
Different meaning to every one
Take a breath
And another one
Take a step
And another one
Trust
It will be alright

Letting go
Into the unknown
Dropping in
To the adventure
Of life

this tree decided to
keep one single leaf to
remember summers sweetness by
during winters deepness

We met along the way and I was drawn to you
We drew drunk pictures in the night sky and the colors turned out true
You are warm and calm and kind and you hold my big thoughts in bigger hands

We went for a ride and never stopped going
Through valleys and alleys and places we know
My favorites are hidden, lost, almost forgotten
Overgrown paths beyond highways and towns.

I tried to navigate now and then but the car seemed to have a mind of its own and took us to where it wanted to go most of the time anyways

At night when the sun lets go of the earth she knows
And kisses its neck on the other side
We can steal away
Out of that mad car into a boat
To float off into dusk
Towards magical places
Glades fill with music and rain when our souls hush in dance.
Remembering last and next time in presence


When I can't tell you a secret it is just because
I do not try to keep any from you


Then I think about routine and how it drives lovers insane
And then I think about you, my daily jump out of this plane


I hear how night softly seduces the day
old roads will be new ones, lost in disguise
peppered with flowers and bustling surprise
And with you next to me I don't fear the sun rise

The distant glow of the city
Looks so pretty tonight
As I relax by the sea
and eventually
swim through an ocean
of memories
reminisce about our lives
as college students
Struggling to find sense and belonging
in this world
Searching for new words
writing diaries and poems to express
feelings and fears
desires and dreams
and the experience of life itself as we
explore our own minds
Passing the tests of time

on which base
do you place
your arguments
that shape the frame
through which you take a glance
at the diversity
of reality ?

of course you find proof
if you don't move
but

is there
no base
that won't turn into quicksand
in the long run
no shape
that lets you sink
into
truth
?

how to see the skies:
try to capture their beauty
without a device

There's nothing better than a rhyme
'xept ginger beer with *** and lime

black mirror, black hole
dark matters
control my ground
mirror, mother
my face turned blue
I reflected
is there something I can do?


- Major Rity