Like digging graves in the backyard
Or an emotional credit card
You can put things aside for a bit
But if you wait and wait for it
To go away, you'll end up with
A garden full of what is dead
And an inner world in debt.

_M.

Its all part of grief, all part of life
Suffering and pain and strife
And smiles and comedy and fun
The stars, the moon, the skies and sun
They're all aspects of this cool "one"
That some have come to know as God
Or Nirvana, Universe
They are all words in the verse
Of seeing life through your own lens
There wouldn't be as much suspense
Without heavier words such as
The death of love or a sad pass
Poetry comes through the contrast
Of sea and stone and monotone
Is something no one should aim for
When reading about themselves,
If you're in pain, congratulate yourselves
You dont realize how much
Life you're living with the touch
Of grief that you're letting be seen
You've never been more akin
To love than now, the lines are full
Not half like the sun at noon

So while it hurts and brings much dread
I need to admit love is dead
And it is not coming back
At least not on the same track

And I'll be honest it's not fun,
Sometimes not even the least
But they don't call it "good grief"
For nothing...

Do they? =))

_M.

Live
in
Ode
to the
Voyage
of
Ephemerality

_M.

I chased life

I chased dreams
I chased hopes

I chased pleasures
I chased desires
Across clear streams
And through bright forests

I lived for the future
I lived in the past
In that I denied the present

I lived on what I will be tomorrow
I lived on what I was yesterday
In that I rejected who I am today

I lived on what I will have
I lived on what I had

In all I forgot to be grateful
For all that I am

It never served me
But fed my ego
Fed my mind
Fed my emotions
Fed my insecurities
Fed my fears
Fed the notion I was not enough

I have been driven by others
I have been driven by life
I have been driven by everything around me

Now I choose to be
Driven by Theïkós
Now I choose to be
Guided by Illahi

Now I choose to allow
The soul to speak
Now I choose to allow
The soul to lead

I no longer want what they have

I no longer want to become what they are
I no longer want to become what I am not

I am no longer attached to my past
I am no longer attached to my future

I am no longer attached to the known
As I seek to find myself in the unknown

Their parameters
Are no longer my measure of success
Their labels
Are no longer my self-identity
Their conditions
No longer form my reality
Their successes
No longer dictate my purpose

Now
Infinite possibilities
Infinite opportunities
Infinite blessings
Open
I accept myself

Thank you for being here!
By NwK

Did you come here to pass the time
that would not pass without you?

Did you come here to move the time
that would not be moved without you?

Did you come here to meet the others?
To ask why they were leaving?

Did you come here when summoned
Is that summons what you believe in?

Did you come here of your own free will
before there was a you?

Did you come here from chaos?
Did chaos come from you?

Did you come here to dream a dream
that touched no one but you
And tell no one but always act
As though that dream were true

Did you come here from want or will
And all that came before?

Did you come here not knowing
Did you leave not knowing more?

Did you come here to pass the time
That would not pass without you?

Did you come here to move the time
that would not be moved without you?

Across the boundless tapestry of time,
I have wandered through forgotten ages,
Shrouded in myriad guises,
Each existence a thread woven into an eternal fabric,
Circling endlessly, always seeking resolution.

Every life, a fleeting echo,
A delicate brushstroke on the canvas of eternity,
A dance in the vast cosmic symphony,
Reaching for a union so profound—
Yet slipping away, like mist before the dawn.

I have carried the weight of centuries,
The ache of memories etched deep in my bones,
Trapped in the cyclical dance of transient meetings,
Glimmering for a moment
Before dissolving into the shadows.