#anew
Why do we build up all the good things,
Just to knock them right back down?
Why craft a throne of fragile dreams,
Then cast away the crown?
Why sculpt with care a world of light,
Then drape it in despair?
Why light the flame that warms the night,
Only to leave it bare?
Are we the storm that shakes the bridge,
The tide that swallows sand?
Or is it fear that tips the scales,
Unsteady in our hands?
Perhaps destruction feels like power,
A way to hide the ache.
Or we rebuild because we hope,
Despite each fall — we wake.
For every ruin holds a seed,
Each crumble tells a tale.
And maybe, in this rise and fall,
We learn we’re meant to fail.
To fail, rebuild, and fail again,
Until the truth shines through:
That building up is worth the fall,
For growth ignites anew.
Dec 30, 2024
Dec 30, 2024 at 2:14 PM UTC
The stars shine bright in the night sky
No clouds to be seen
You shined the brightest amongst them
Nothing could ever replace you
Emitting your presence from afar
Yet it feels close to me
Is someone out there is reaching out to me?
I was never alone all this time
There was always someone on the other side
She longed for me amongst the stars
There I go, following the bright path
Transcending amidst the pitch black sky
I found peace in her arms
Dear moonlight thank you
For now I have found tranquillity anew.
Jun 22, 2024
Jun 22, 2024 at 2:16 AM UTC
See the colours
Vibrant hues
Look into the mirror, it's you
Paintings on the wall
How far did you fall
Before you realized you were changing
And not just rearranging
Welcome back to you
Dancing bright and true
Unhaunted, undaunted
Clear and breaking through
With the spring I've sprung anew
So much I wish I could undo
Somehow I'll let it go
A set of seasons done and gone
And now I'm moving on
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 11:12 PM UTC
A name follows you-
Even when you’re made anew.
Neither can you leave your face,
Or entirely forget your birthplace;
We must have done some misdeed,
In a past life, indeed,
Because we’re of a lower caste,
Doomed iconoclasts,
Fighting for nothing,
And eternally suffering.
And when we’ve had enough of it,
Enough of being misfits,
When we realize it was designed this way,
And that there is no “someday”,
Then we’ll venture six feet underground,
To tear a heaven down.
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 9:03 PM UTC
Anew
is not to wipe the embarrassing stains of the past
anew is to take them with you
wave them like a flag
wear them as a reminder of your former self
a new beginning
is often wrapped in the rags of an old ending
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 2:18 AM UTC
Careful dance
Under the rain
Only for once
Hiding the pain
Shoes on the damp
Innocent road
Glowing street lamps
It's sleeting and cold
Dust settled down
They've survived
Lucky to 've found
Each other's lives
Starting anew
Hoping for more –
They are the few
Who made it through war
Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 10:36 AM UTC
all of a sudden
its her vivid memories
that started to fade
like a photograph
captured in a camera
in grayscale effect
{ l.m.l.b }
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 11:00 AM UTC
You are like a deep breath
After spending years gasping for air
You are the brightest of days
After weathering months of storms
You are peace after a seemingly never ending war
But you’re not the air I breathe
I can do that on my own
But how nice is it to know that your breath can be synonymous with my own
To know this is ours to share
Aug 30, 2020
Aug 30, 2020 at 10:42 PM UTC
The familiar and well trodden
Walked over each and every day
Yet they still surprise and bewilder
Not so much that stones moved
Or grass grows blue or pigs fly
But the eyes of the soul renewed
Like a newborn child's first sight
Seeing the world fresh and anew
In every step you walked the walk.
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 10:22 AM UTC
today i put sheets on my bed
not a big deal to most
today i picked clothes up off of my floor
not a big deal to most
today i put clothes in the hamper
not a big deal to most
today i washed my blankets and clothes
not a big deal to most
today i washed my hair and face
not a big deal to most
but today i made progress
today i took care of myself
today i broke through two months of brokenness
today i took a step to recovery
today was a big deal to me
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 2:04 AM UTC
Today I was humiliated, shamed and killed,
I stood there as that one condemned to th’ execution,
Unable there to find no fair solution,
Imbibe my words with soothing, lulling lilt
It was as hard as walk through pool of fire
Where all the other sinners boil to crust,
But wade through this unstoppably I must
To reach the other shore more vile and dire
And at the end there’s nothing but great pain,
As one realization starts to take me over
And as the trunk it strives to roll me over,
That all the path I’ll have to walk again
So all the tape again, anew re-reeled
Today I was humiliated, shamed and killed
Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 5:28 AM UTC
I know I should be sad at the thought of what we had being washed away,
But a clean slate doesn’t sound too bad
And I brought my umbrella anyway.
What do you say?
Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 5:02 PM UTC
I stopped waiting for reciprocation that would never arrive,
I stopped leaving the doors open for you when we left,
I stopped letting others give me the purpose you
Once gifted.
I
Started
Anew
To
Renew
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC
Through the ashes
And the rubble
Comes the first light
From a series of trouble
Life begins anew
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 12:16 AM UTC
If you dwell
On the things you
WISH
You were doing
The things you
ARE
Doing
Will never be
Enough.
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 1:10 PM UTC
Someday we will get up from this mess
of stirred blankets and soiled laundry
living on piles of boxes and untouched documents
old unworn garments hanging on the curtain rod
The stench of manure and the old man’s unkept
bags carried over last night’s binge and false beliefs
with evidence of old computer notes
to pretend he’s making money
will someday be a memory
Baking tools and sundresses
will finally make it on today’s to do lists
black circles will not be hidden because
we were not made to be pulled apart like dolls
When the time comes
birds and the sound of leaves falling,
the loud bang of the overripe fruit atop
our heads echoing through the roof
like the sound of nature telling us
We are not frail for walking
on steel bridges bare foot
waiting for rain to fall
like dancing
Strongly the grip of the earth
and winds churning about this house
led us to these sights we cannot ignore
to leave this place
to start new maps with bare hands
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 2:30 PM UTC
When those who put us down , we shine.
When we forget ourselves, we shine.
We , us , our lives are a must .
We can't lose touch , we shine .
We show all those who don't feel, feel how blinding our beauty can be . We shine . Further then any star , we shine . So much beauty in so much insanity , we keep going , we shine .
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 8:40 PM UTC