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Zywa Jul 2023
It is just like then,

as if I have tumbled down --


in between two times.
Novel "The Gap of Time" (2015, Jeanette Winterson), chapter "Watery Star"

Collection "Inmost [1]"
George Krokos Jul 2023
A lot of people in the world labor under the weight of too many things
they have accumulated in their lifetime and to which their mind clings.
_______
From "Simple Observations" - ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Felisa Jul 2023
My love for you
is stronger than
death —

I found
and chose you
in this lifetime,

And If I had to do it
for all eternity,
it would still be you.

If it's not you,
bury me
forever.
                                          

                                             —Felisa
For M.
Zywa Jul 2023
Day to day I live

eternally, in moments --


of time that passes.
Novel "The Good Apprentice" (1985, Iris Murdoch), chapter 1, part 6

Collection "Unspoken"
xavier thomas Jun 2023
Promise I would learn to respect myself
Sometimes I feel I failed myself
Where we’re going? I’m not sure
Hope love just lies ahead

Life is changing , yet we’re still here
Spoke life into these words
And the path feels unclear
You taught me & the children, “Believe in faith”
I feel closer, but not close enough

Can you show me the way please ?
Can you show me how to grow?
Can you show me how to grow?
Oh, I’m trying to reach the door

Can you show me the way please ?
Can you show me how to grow?
Give me a sign I’m getting closer to you
Oh, I’m trying to reach the door

I wrote those covenants to myself to not break those promises
Mostly for you, few for me
To learn how to love you peacefully
I wrote those covenants to myself to not break those promises
Mostly for you, few for me
To learn how to love you peacefully

Stay so close to you
Don’t want to disappoint you
Stay so close to you
Don’t want to disappoint you

Stay so close to you
Don’t want to disappoint you
Stay so close to you
Don’t want to disappoint you
Carlo C Gomez Apr 2023
~
black tie, bare feet,
a walk through dandelions,
following the scent of wine
and mirthful promise

phosphenes and paresthesia
—slow dazzle motif;
the bluebird of happiness
echoes in a shallow bay;
pieces of places to claim as theirs:
moth wings, flower petals,
and blades of grass

seduced by eventide,
unhurried mouth(s), lips searching
and soft, all words seem to have
a few extra vowels;
sudden ubiquity
to collisions and slippages,
cultivating suggestive shapes
from aleatory arrays
of objects and forms

in the surf they mingle and link,
emancipating adrenaline;
they love like they were
water for life

~
Shannon Soeganda Aug 2022
Never in my life would I ever want to come back to a mistake like you—

Never once,

Never was,

Never am,

Never will.

You might have all the forever within grasp,

because you’re a ghost,

and ghosts have forever.

But not everyone is you,

not everyone is privileged with any next lifetime.

Time with you is a time wasted,
wasted with all of your over-glorified ghost—

that the devil himself is scared of you,

even your only shadow leaves you in the dark.

And there you are,
there you always will be;

Cast out alone in the void of darkness for eternity—

bequeathed with eternal guilt;

for you are nothing much,

but a mere shadow;

a ghost of the lingering past

(not) worth reminiscing.
What kind of person is stupid enough to come back to a mistake in a form of a human being?
Tony Tweedy Aug 2022
How many days could I count that I have left to me?
Would I dare to count, knowing that finite they must be?

I know that there are far fewer than when it all began.
None the wiser am I, as to whether it was to some plan.

I find I have come to ponder the complex and the small.
To wonder if there be a purpose or just no point at all?

Why be given to the thoughts and give time to such things?
Looking for answers but deepest thoughts no answer brings.

Why give the imagining to some ethereal immortal goal,
and wrap it up so fragile in such a flimsy mortal soul?

Were there ever choices that I made as I took life's risk?
Or was it all pre-recorded on some universal Blu-ray disc?

I know the day's sun is setting, another day so newly passed,
Mortal mind taunts me, in the tally, will tomorrow be my last?
Why do we even harbour thoughts of immortality?
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