I lived in my own world
For a while
Cutting off myself
From the world outside
Lost in my fleeting thoughts
Writing at random
Whatever mind crossed
May be it was
Just to incomprehend comprehensible thoughts
Under the law of tort
Couldn't be brought
Court to dispense justice
Grateful to some people
Making sense of my nonsense
Dealing with tragedy and trauma
She dreams of the ideal man,
but the suitor idolizes death in his soulful slumber.
She takes care of herself,
though she cannot bestow her beauty to impressionists.
She falls in love,
yet her delusional passions seethe her in disarray.
She finds new friends,
but a ******* of overzealous poison tarnishes the relationship.
She cooks for more than one;
ghosts accompany the reserved empty chairs.
She re-models her home,
driven to impress; however, she is the only one impressed.
She longs for attention,
craving for a taste of wanting to be loved.
She is she,
and she is her own canvas.
she only wanted to be loved for who she was ━ that was all this lovely, dear maiden requested amongst those who seek material value rather than marital values.
you think attention is love,
that's why you suffer so deeply.
I stroll and startle
a few birds, I am startled –
by their fluttering.
“After the rain, it had become cool in the forest” (c. 1170, Yang, Wanli)
Your eyes, shimmers like the stars. High as the mountains. Deep as the oceans. Lost as the forest—How could no one notice the sadness within.
if I graffiti the walls with blood
will you turn your head to face me?
if I sell my body on the streets
will you shift your gaze on me
if I threaten the peace
will you notice me?
is immorality the only way
for us to be seen in the world?
Wow, it has been a long time since I posted on here! I miss this community dearly. I've been so busy with work that I have not been able to write at all. Yuck. However, it is the weekend, so I have an unlimited amount of time to write as much as I want. Hooray!
We feel exceptionally well in your care
with or without your attention
You know me so well
I share everything with you first
You know everything about me
Things I might not even be aware about
You bring me to Utopia with each touch
A single swipe, and I get my cup of tea
But how bad could you be for me
I have increasingly decreasing attention
I am just a tool to you
A point to collect more data to sell
And sell away to manipulators
And attack me with new intelligence
I am always gullible
Technology, I can't live without you
I need you more than I thirst for water
why do you set out to destroy my entire race?
To the sacred breakthrough
And once again
Here you are
With zen smile
The sigs and the symbols
The pray and the blessing
Peace, utmost reward
Now what could you ask for more?