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Cardboard-Jones May 2019
If you were me,
Would you still be
Obsessed with the damage?
Am I to blame?
Maybe we’re the same;
Wanderers that can’t feel.

I hear you breathe.
You’re just out of reach.
Walk through me and I vanish.
Am I a fool?
Lingering beyond my time, waiting for a sign.
I cannot leave.

I’ll wait for you
To fall asleep.
Make it easier for us both.
You’re not alone, you’ll never be.
I’ll be here,
To share a dream.
To share your thoughts.
To share you.
Don’t say a prayer,
Just let me in….
I was really thinking from a ghost perspective of not wanting to leave a loved one
Letters from Lia May 2019
I ask for galaxies and stars
I long for the moonlight and the night sky
This is loneliness
I even wish for the impossible
I dream of getting something so high
But these are the desires of my heart
This is where my soul wanders when I am asleep
And dreaming is the easiest way to get there.
siin.li

What can I do but to dream?
annh May 2019
Beyond the shanty town of Midtendrift, where the moneylenders ply their trade among the aimless and avaristic, lie the ice prairies of Ensomfelt. The region is a barren wasteland whose boundaries are flanked to the west by the bottomless crevasse of Issorg and to the east by Lake Hjertestorm.

Those who come to wander this no-man’s-land may find that they disappear from the earth for a time - from themselves, and from the memory of others. Relying only on intuition to guide them, they pass this way unseen, their weary feet making shallow graves in the freshly fallen snow.

The rocky outcrop at Engeldrøm marks the gateway to the in-countries. Nestled beneath the foothills of Mount Håp, this is the place to which souls lost to the world of ego and ambition return to take up their torch and remember.

During the long northern winter, the sky above Håp is an expanse of indigo ocean punctuated with an infinity of lamplights. Among these lanterns which float free of the earth, the North Star shines the brightest. It is here that you will find your journey’s end and a treasure trove of truth, forged in fire and sealed in ice.

Apologies for the bastardised Norwegian:
Midtendrift - Middle Drift
Ensomfelt - Lonely Field
Issorg - Ice Sorrow
Hjertestorm - Heart Storm
Engeldrøm - Angel Dream
Håp - Hope
Nemo W May 2019
Breathe in the exhale of the trees
surround yourself with nature
and hum along with the bees.

Run parallel to the stream
wade into the water
and get lost in a dream.

Lie gently in the grass
feel it tickle your face
and break away from the past.

Dig your toes in the sand
let it cover your feet
and don't listen to demands.

Climb up the face of rock
lean into the wind
and choose not to read a clock.


You were born for this, and it will never be taken from you.
Deepak K B Jun 2018
He gives his heart a shake,
And laughs until his belly aches.
The only other sound’s the break,
Of distant trees and birds awake.

_Deepak K B
Deepak K B May 2019
Learn to look through the dark,
when there is no way,
the light will guide to move you far away.

_Deepak K B
Deepak K B May 2019
Tiring eyes, Dozing legs, cry
Where the heart, let you go and try
To spot every pleasing dawn makes mind fly

_Deepak K B
Deepak K B May 2019
Riding, Gliding in a flow,
Through the paths high and low,
Moving clouds on the blue,
Wandering beneath without clue.

To sneak at the peak,
listening to the crickets creek,
along with the buzzing winds,
riding through the uncovered mists

_Deepak K B
Deepak K B May 2019
Have you ever imagined yourself in-between the trees,
disconnecting yourself from the ideal world,
where there is no one to judge you,
where you can enjoy your own company,
caring for none, but only one...
Deepak K B May 2019
clearing my ways ahead,
just to find peace ☮ in a land,
when the dramatic world lacks its bond,
you to just behold and stand...
and up above the clear free sky,
wandering through the passing clouds nearby

_Deepak K B
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