everyday?
really!  Yes.  
choiceless.
I'm tired.
I'm sore.  
I don't want to.
Show up.
Be present,
do your best,
breathe,
wake up,
practice
and
life moves
through you
in the most
extraordinary
ways

Uncontrollable hands ticked away,
Rose petals opened up in warm spring wind,
Left me with the fingerprints of your scent.

Uncontrollable hands ticked away,
Disarray of rose petals left to rot in autumn wind,
We pass on from each other’s eyes
As though we’ve never met.

Everything pales in comparison to the nomothetic voices of the past. We flail and grasp for the tugs in our hearts hoping to capture inspirations heavy hand for the long while. Meanwhile our other hand struggles to cling to the past while. We endeavor to create the perfect alchemy in discovering the ways in which we can use the euphoria of our past to create the prospects of our future. Our hands are torn apart. Time is short. We lose the world we encounter to every fleeting moment. We reminisce and reminisce and soon the moment blindly pattering on our insides is gone. And she becomes nostalgia too.  Stop trying to extract the contentment of the past and realize its fullest in front of you. Realize every moment. Be mesmerized by its Singular beauty.

Lonely days ahead
Lonely days have passed

Is loneliness all that awaits me?
Is there light at the end?

Is emptiness my only friend?
Is solitude my only reprise?

I say nay!!

I shall fight this fate and find my faith
My faith in a brighter fate.

A new tale is born.
One where loneliness is a tale of days gone by.
One where happiness is for brighter days ahead.

I shall write a new tale.
My tale

I shall no longer chase my tail
My happiness shall no longer be curtailed

Here we are again my pretties,
A chorus of confused thoughts lost at sea.

A broken record of questions,
Incessant curiosity for what's around the corner.

But this is a day
A day I'm in
A sky so quiet
It chose me to listen
I'm in this day
A day of blue.

I didn't feel joy in that place of paradise,
Is this me sunk in a vat of viscous apathy?

I admire the cat wandering aimlessly,
Basking in the sun.
The beautiful majestic feline I long to be, free.

Then a wind surrounded me
A hug so personal
I froze.
I'm in this day,
I belong to it
A day better than tomorrow.

Skeletal branches wait patiently,
Unfazed by frost, by Mondays.
I love them fiercely
Lightning-struck scars and all.

Today is the time for me
This breath is alive
The air is mine
My lungs are the trees
This day is mine
They gave it to me.

i saw a bunch of children
playing games upon a board

i was a nasty child then
did not know that i would

do nothing but perpetuate
a memory of hate

sorry brothers
hope you have escaped

everyday i stare
into the screen

hoping words
spill out from
my head

it seems to all
stay within
I don't know
the reason why.

my fingertips feel
numb from pressing
on the same k-e-y-s

everyday i stare
into the screen

my
words

                  l                     g                 to make sense.
  i         l          i      n
      p
s

In between satin sheets
sitting around monopoly pieces
avocado toast
and drinking water from wine glasses
the sounds of my own laughter
will ring in my ears
for decades to come
this is the present
this is the place where memories
come to be born