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Happiness is transitory. Time slipped away in the blink of an eye. The plans we made, the dreams we've chased and the world we've built for ourselves crushed by the unforeseen event yet somewhere down the line it was expected that nothing remains the same. What stays the same at the end of the day is how true we stay to ourselves. To live life with owning our truth and story even if it means to walk on a journey alone.
I want to enjoy us
As long as it lasts
To dive deeper into you
With every breath

I want us to remember
That we're not endless, love
Is in every moment here
Whenever we are present

Will you really embark
On this journey with me?
It may sometimes get dark
Too dark for us to see...

With a broken heart life seems heavy, I know
But your soul's still alive,
And sure, we can mend the wounded parts,
Together we have two strong hearts.

May we remember
To surrender for as long
As it lasts,
I speak to you of trust,
Through guilt, shame, pressure, fears and doubts,
I hope you hear this quiet voice
Sometimes my tears and admiration
Show you my very deep sensation...

I am on the path of self-reconnection
Of deepening my own relation,
I have come out of the stagnation
I love in waves and move in states of
Self-reconciliation.

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I love your soft kind voice,
I love your being,
It is full of joy!
Is love coincidence
Or is't a conscious choice?

I can imagine everything as new,
And brace for miracles with you.
silvervi May 24
Let's immerse ourselves in this moment here and now.
For we don't know when this time may be over.
Let's feel it all and let go of our doubt.
Life is too short and our thoughts too loud.

Sometimes it's worth it to dive deeply into
Whatever shows for you today,
Take all you can, this moment is unique to you,
The harder you think the farther it may be away.
Carpe Diem. ๐Ÿ™
MetaVerse Mar 29
Wintertime's hoarfrost, ice and rime
Have gone; departed hath the Gloom.
Make haste, ye maids, in Lilac Time:
Collect your Blossoms whilst they bloom.
What blooms today soon fades away:
Gather ye Lilacs while ye may,
Sith times, like Flying Saucers, zoom.
Frank Cavalo Nov 2024
Time has a fickle memory
Such oft it oโ€™erlaps
Deja vu, of the lyric โ€”
That Time itself โ€” entraps.

Devours the page โ€” engorged
โ€˜Til you are paper-forged
Drowned โ€” heady, in pretty epithet,
Losing Time you canโ€™t afford.

You canโ€™t unbind the shackles
For Time has lost the key โ€“
Better to live a fleeting bliss
Than a prolonged misery.
Lizzie Bevis Nov 2024
My aching limbs and heavy sighs,ย ย 
as morning light hurts my weary eyes
and every movement feels like a chore,ย ย 
as time slows from the weight of it all.

Although every step may feel like lead,ย ย 
and thoughts of rest fill my weary head;
I'm determined to try anyway,
with a will to rise and seize the day.

ยฉ๏ธLizzie Bevis
silvervi Oct 2024
Nothing is permanent.
Nothing is permanent.
Nothing is permanent.

Just remember that.
Thomas W Case Apr 2024
There are miracles when I open my eyes.
The smile on the cat, the taste of strong coffee.
A Beethoven symphony while I taste dark chocolate.
I exist in the present, next week is nebulous.
The touch of my baby's cheek against mine
defeats the demons and destroys chaos.
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Malia Jun 2023
Iโ€™ll do it tomorrow.
Thatโ€™s what I say every day:
โ€œIโ€™ll do it tomorrow, not today.โ€
I ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ itโ€™s a bad idea,
but I canโ€™t stop;
๐˜ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ.
Every day, when I wake up,
All I want to do is go back to bed.
I want to ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’• for tomorrow like itโ€™s something that ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’” to me.

Itโ€™s just something that ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’” to me.

๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ.
They say you should ๐’”๐’†๐’Š๐’›๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’‚๐’š,
But I canโ€™t.

I canโ€™t when itโ€™s just something that ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’” to me.

We are all a victim of life passing us by.
Of time passing us by.
Of the universe ๐’‘๐’‚๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’–๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’š.

The universe is so ๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’‡๐’‡๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’๐’•.

But maybe, just ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’š๐’ƒ๐’†, I donโ€™t want to be a victim anymore.

I donโ€™t want ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’† to be something that just ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’” to me.
This oneโ€™s a little happier.
stillhuman Oct 2021
Carpe diem my ***
you don't catch the moment
you don't capture life
you just take what you please
and then leave me with ease
you just do as you say
nothing really matters
not tomorrow and not today
you wash your hands
***** them up
and dry 'em on my spine
then you raise your belt
your stomach full
your brain dead
all around people are stopping glass from breaking
but your gaze is lost into the future
a future where I don't exist
and my figure is but a vague image
lost in the mass grave of shadows
you've met and forgotten
while I took on more
And more
And more scars on my back
from carrying all of your weight
but you don't see
You are at peace
no better place for you
than someone else taking the fall
I have never been capable of being angry at you and I never thought I would. But you've taught me to expect the unexpected.
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