#2022
I always find myself
Wanting to read the last page
of the chapter first
Just in case
There is something to brace for
Something to grieve.
I’ve missed many moments
Calculating the outcomes
As if I could predict
erratic human behavior.
I cling to the stories
My mind has carefully crafted
With fragments of reality
And pieces of my heart
As if I would otherwise drown.
This time I’m enjoying each letter
Of each word
On each page,
Not missing a single thing written
Between the lines
Or doodled in the corner.
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 10:52 AM UTC
How does one let go
of something that never existed
of something they longed for
but could never quite reach?
How does one explain
they've reached the bottom
of the cave
and have no way of getting out
with merely scraps to eat?
When does one cry out
"Enough is enough!
I concede,
and raise the white flag
of true defeat"?
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 10:49 AM UTC
Rules can be a taking of love for one,
Ideas created by he on spread
Few have realized it can be such fun
Different is not a word we should dread
For no love is wrong even two the same
Happiness looking disparate on all
There is but only a true way to aim
One is short as the other is some tall
A time be amused with who has to choose
when stood at the turn of a hot and warm
How it is simply unfair just to lose
And to this scheme we are not to conform
Us being here should have meant to be free
Content on this world, we shouldn't have to plea
~
Lee Of 2022
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 12:55 PM UTC
Hello past and future me,
How's life?
I'm saying goodbye to all that doesn't show,
Finally moving on.
2023, the year I leave,
Goodbye everyone I knew.
Hopefully it's a good year,
At least better than 2022
Jan 8, 2023
Jan 8, 2023 at 10:14 AM UTC
Verily, the year would come to a halt,
And a voyage of another 365 days shall begin,
As it has always been, as nature has always preceeded.
With bunch of wishes, I dreamt,
With a lot of goals, I strived,
With little achieved, I'm not filled with contention but happiness.
Several 24 hours filled with mixed reactions,
Hours filled with estacy and joy,
Days I'm broken with worries.
New figures have appeared,
Ones, who have enjoined me in friendship,
Yet, acquittance that turned sour and never saw the light of companionship.
And came Music, whose lyrics and beats blew my mind,
Football, whose tension thrilled my soul,
Novels, which broadened my comprehension.
Whatever 23 has in stock, I'm filled with hope,
Hoping my goals shall not be mere dreams,
And the dreams shall see the light of success.
Dec 25, 2022
Dec 25, 2022 at 3:18 PM UTC
All pray for sunny rays
But the sunny days have
gone
a--way
lead astray smokey grey just to say
good--bye
Yeah,
I must have blazed a few back in my
Hey--day
But the skies still blue turns a different hue
but only on May--
Days
Well.,
I guess that's the reason why the meaning of life
Or at least for me?
is so
un--substantial even tho some-times we fold
but don't forget___ to line it with hope
Or maybe much so?
that our minds are now frac--
tured
So..
Don't tread on my mi-cro frac--
tions
( As I would often say )
Seeing that mines are both split / in personalities of my current
Reality?
Yo.,
But that's just a very small frac--
shun
in this type of re--
ac-
tion
Nov 30, 2022
Nov 30, 2022 at 3:00 AM UTC
Forgive me Father for we were too blind to lead our hearts, misled by our fragile thoughts and irreconcilable differences.
Forgive me Father for the misinterpretation created in in my head by dilemma and submerged in trauma;
I was blind to trust and numb to disregard our own fresh wounds rubbed in salts in guise of words.
W o r d s
Cuts like a knife, straight to the heart and insidious
Like an uninvited guest, it stays till you're completely exhausted.
Drowned myself in vulnerability to trust the stranger
Unsure of the grave repercussion and danger.
Forgive us Father for losing ourselves in pain and game
For we were too naive to comprehend
Until we embarked on suffering till the end.
Jun 7, 2022
Jun 7, 2022 at 2:50 AM UTC
Have writ of the return to our sheltering place so oft,
sanity suggests move on to a topic lesser revered, yet,
the throb of compulsion is irresistible, immovable, irrefutable!
so the fingertips tango step over a white screen dance floor,
looking, for old steps, new combinations, awaiting reincarnation!
as if self-denial was even possible, sanity and need are irrecusable.
Every exodus requires a commencement miracle, ours annualized,
the small SUV engorged, supplies-swollen, a Chanukah oil miracle,
time & space expand - always enough, calm stating, ¡más! accepting
all offerings and longings, rolling merrily along the worn paths and hamlets of Indian origin, voyagers, port to port, till we are destined,
free forced to isle~ferry, to-exhale relief; Here! an embraceable peace.
Water~bounded, isolated isola, surround~sounded tween two spits of land, two forks, two tines, define/defend its in~between persona,
welcoming but skeptical, welcoming but take note, we all become an islander, even by osmosis, distinctive, in~possession of a collective history of heroes memory, inscribed names, on our ferries, highways, & eyes
we all become sheltered islanders, serving by remembering….
Memorial Day 2022
Shelter Island
May 30, 2022
May 30, 2022 at 9:58 AM UTC
It still haunts and keeps me anxious when silence comes in the form of uninvited guests at night, invoking the sense of melancholy deeply; like a salt rubbed on a fresh wound.
Part of me still wishes to turn back the time and rewrite the story, part of me aches for TABULA RASA~ a state of blank mind.
And part of me is still reeling on the nightmares which was my reality; while I was still trying to hold a grip over my sanity.
Monster exist in humans and sometime they're insidious like cancer. They eat you slowly while you're still unaware of the symptoms that you had to compromise with. The more you compromised and adjusted, the more it gave them the chance to deteriorate your worth.
I wore a smile and wore my mask of resilience so well that silently I bore the pain, while I was dying inside, yet nobody could see it with naked eyes.
And yet, I was blamed for all the repercussions I had to deal with.
And while the monster lurks around freely, I still walk on the path courageously, with fear but I'll keep walking on, even if it means to be alone.
Freedom is a lonely road.
👣
May 11, 2022
May 11, 2022 at 1:08 PM UTC
I've been fighting with temptation in everyday that I'm
faced with
Resetting my mind
all of my hopes and my dreams
onto the re--placement
Of every loss
And the suicidal thoughts of me
Losing / Control
Still engaged in my mind, I'm inclined
while
Maintaining the goal
of walking down that straight and
narrow road of Life
Because I have a date with Destiny in spite of what is ailing me
in-
Sight
While all the while?
Through the dark of night
I'm forced to fight with many
different things,
With no self-esteem trying to figure out
who to believe
And who to trust and on whom
can I call?
Soul is uncontent to balance the fence
Slowly committed to fall
All while seeing the steady fall
Of my many brethrens called
For the same purpose and the work that was meant for us all
But still my soul fell slowly down
De-pression's Well
Totally left to figure out how to
make it out
Wondering how I slipped and fell?
Fallen waist deep
Lost
within the clutches of grief
With seemingly no way of me finding
an answer,
And no way of me holding my Peace
So as a means of release?
I'm now speaking my Peace
Releasing for this reason having the means
of picking up the
Spiritual Pieces
And putting it all back together using it for what it's worth
Visualizing the Holy theme giving birth to revive my hopes and
Dreams
But these dreams are not seen through the eyes of surprise
But only seen through the joyfulness of watching our spirits
Rise
Riiising out of the ashes where the
fearfulness is cruel and savage,
Out of the madness where the hopelessness is the rule of sadness
Escaping the Pain
No longer bond under heavy
Locks and Chains
No more wounds to be healed
No wounds to seal
No bandages with
-Stains-
May 8, 2022
May 8, 2022 at 12:27 AM UTC
it’s been a while so take it easy on me
while I introduce myself to 2022.
Mar 10, 2022
Mar 10, 2022 at 8:28 PM UTC
*A girl turned woman
Who always ought to be
Immersed in strength
In a box full of dreams
Striving to be someone
Who would make
everyone believe
That yes, you are free
To fulfill your dreams
To show yourself
And to the world
That yes,
You are one of a kind!
Don't ever give up
Always get back up!
As those tiny girls
With shining eyes
Will see you
as their strength
Believing in you
and themselves
That yes,
If she could
So will I!* - debby2022
Mar 8, 2022
Mar 8, 2022 at 12:48 PM UTC
I seem to be a man,
it comes with ups and downs
and sometimes I don’t get my way,
but like an adult,
and broken-heartedly, a woman,
I’ll try to be OK
Feb 26, 2022
Feb 26, 2022 at 8:27 AM UTC
Atop the ladder twenty-twenty,
I was enjoying the view.
Care Home visits a plenty,
Faces old and new.
Singing songs to raise a smile,
And vacant minds re-awoken,
Music to boost morale,
Mending souls once broken.
Frail voices murmured approval,
For favourite singers of their day.
“That was lovely! - Just wonderful!
Have a tea! - Please stay!”
Then, we talked all afternoon,
For little did we know,
What was around the corner,
The invisible foe.
And just like that, we were separated.
Back down the ladder I’d go.
Down there at the bottom,
The flowers would not grow.
The rays that kissed my cheek,
Were hidden from my gaze,
A tortured isolation,
As we entered a new phase.
Yet in your darkest hour,
I wished to shine a light,
So I worked to find new ways,
Tirelessly through the night.
Springtime and summer,
Brought with it a new hope:
Outdoor shows, joy and laughter,
(Needed to help us cope.)
My feet were on the ladder,
And life was on the up,
But slipping on the rain,
I fell back in the muck.
Atop the ladder twenty-twenty,
Now that seems long ago,
Through all the loss and tears,
I did the only thing I know.
Which was to carry on,
With a stiff upper lip.
I’d see you all again,
Once I regained my grip.
Twenty-twenty one flew by,
Just like the year before.
With notes of heartfelt lyrics,
Hidden in my drawer.
What awaits atop the ladder
For twenty-two, who knows?
But I’ll never forget,
When I helped them through their woes.
Feb 5, 2022
Feb 5, 2022 at 10:58 AM UTC
Nights have me up
I'm awake with memories
Casting spells on a good night sleep
Life holds so many chapters
Telling these stories
Sometimes forgotten laughter
Sometimes it's so much better
Battling the days saying
Today would never be
Jan 13, 2022
Jan 13, 2022 at 3:22 AM UTC
again,
this deep well simmers
this deep well of nothing
why did i even think that i was
cured,
well,
or any less empty
just because i had more things
to distract me
almost thought it doesn't consume you
as much as it did
this is what growing up was supposed
to be like, right?
everything falling into place.
new years eve I realized,
i may really well be the one
to die
Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 10:25 AM UTC
The one month filled with joy
Everyone is positive
Minds thinking of building not breaking
Hearts pumping love not hate
because we made peace in Dec
Wanting only greatness to come our way this year
Jan 4, 2022
Jan 4, 2022 at 11:17 AM UTC
Happy birthday, grey sky
You were always so shy
Unwanting
Unwilling
Just itching to hide
Come on and say hi
Or hang there and cry
Unstable
Unmoving
Receding from life
I cannot say why
You're resting up high
So earnest
So honest
Yet failing to try
Concerned for your pride
With quickness and stride
I'd say you've played safe
If not for the balance
You battle inside
Jan 3, 2022
Jan 3, 2022 at 12:17 PM UTC
Pondering over and over
Until I can't sit still
I think I've had my fill
Mysteries overhead
While all its edges spill
Within a songbirds trill
Echoing far beyond
Across the verdant hills
Bending neatly as it builds
Eyes peeking far afield
Just to savor thrills
From such distant kills
Jan 2, 2022
Jan 2, 2022 at 7:32 PM UTC
Dear 2022,
I will try to have hope for you.
I will try to hold you near.
I will try to love you.
And in return please be a dear.
Please don't let them hurt me.
Please hold me when my tears fall.
Please be there for me through it all.
And when it gets tough.
Let there be goodness.
Let there be love too.
And let hope blossom anew.
If you could do this.
We would all be extremely, entirely,
gratefully indebted to you.
Sincerely,
Those hoping for something new
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 11:15 PM UTC
To some,
It's just a new day
Like the days before this;
A change in a date
Like 2021 changing into 2022;
There's nothing special about today
Cuz "New Year New Me" is a myth
That's what I used to believe
Until 2020,
When I realized that there's more
It's not just arithmetic figures
But it's the start of a new beginning
Of our lives journey
To the future
Where unending opportunities await
To better education, skills and lives
Get closer to our family and friends
Build broken relationships
Work out on our bodies
Be kind to strangers and the needy
Quit drinking and smoking
Practice financial management
And it all starts with a checklist,
A plan to execute it
Achieve each of them
And review for progress
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 4:12 PM UTC
This is New Year's Day.
The new year has arrived today.
I hope things will be great during this new year.
I hope there will be no misery, suffering or tears.
2021 came to an end at twelve o'clock last night.
During this new year, I hope things will shine bright.
I hope life will be very pleasant in this year that is new.
We said goodbye to 2021 and we're saying hello to 2022.
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 12:49 PM UTC
Happy New Year to all,
Gluten free, sugar free
perhaps preservatives free goods
We like to be thick in stocks.
O God let it be all in all
a Covid free 2022 store.
Happy New Year to all.
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 10:49 AM UTC
new anxiety
new fears
new irrational thinking
new negative thoughts
new things that i'll probably never do
and new things I wont want to do
new disappointments
new lows
new breaking points
new year
but not so new me
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 9:52 AM UTC
Lists are what keep me whole
all year round. A jar full of happiness,
chalk board of errands and
phone notes, reminding me I need bleach.
In 2022, what will I keep?
What gets discarded, what shall I burn?
No, actually let’s stick with discard.
I’ve always been afraid of fire;
I’m a water sign.
Keep:
Humour, for sanity
A helping hand, good karma
Animals and plenty of them
Mum, my arch and armour
Hope
Tea
Books in the bath
The friends who ask me how I am when I’ve forgotten to ask myself.
Discard:
Quite possibly, everything else.
Or, realistically, maybe
the lies. Just the ones about
my feelings.
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 5:11 AM UTC