#avalanche
But it's all just perspective! Isn't it?
Someone stood on their head
Has a different perception
Of up & down.
That's why there's things like gravity.
To remind you,
Even in an avalanche,
Direction is not subjective -
Orientation is.
That's why there's different states of matter.
To remind you,
Even in a vacuum,
Being is not subjective -
Change is.
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 4:21 PM UTC
echos in canyons
calling endlessly in time
lost in the ether
i screamed your name too loudly
and the avalanche has come
Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 10:34 AM UTC
Stealthy winter foe
Shining white snowy curtain …
Silent avalanche
Dec 9, 2022
Dec 9, 2022 at 9:45 PM UTC
I begin to weep,
my tears melt the falling snow;
a storm in my soul.
Jan 31, 2022
Jan 31, 2022 at 7:17 PM UTC
An achromatic photo
a tumbling rock
falling
down
A snow packed peak
Every inch of stone covered in weighted white
Rolling and growing...
growing and rolling...
the only sound heard, ice kissing ice
And my screams
Do you hear it?
The avalanche of my life
It has a sound unlike any other
A crescendo of every experience compounding on my soul, demanding to be seen, heard, felt, feared
Warning level 5 avalanche
Please evacuate the area for personal safety, hazard may cause more calamity
Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 12:39 PM UTC
i saw a man waiting for a rat
to come out it's hole
so he could eat it
the snow was menacing but i
did not notice i passed by
no avalanche ever came
standing naked on a small ledge
anxious waiting to drop hard
i masturbated and left
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 5:38 PM UTC
The dream is wonderful
but empty
until filled up, til it's full
filled with the idea of you
Love is like an avalanche
what a beautiful word for a disaster
how willingly we work on our own sabotage
Aren't we just the most silly creatures?
Feeling for another, one of our most valued features
Feeling recklessly even if something breaks
never stopping no matter how high the stakes
Snow came for me eventually
covering me up completely
For I am loved momentarily
maybe
I am frozen in place
waiting for spring
to sip on sweet juices once again
to leave on your chest nothing but flowers
I wait and count the hours
til the avalanche comes for me and devours
all that is in me
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
You said I was a snowflake,
You told me that our love was rare and delicate.
But I've found that snowflakes collect together
Become dangerous and cause devastation–
A force of nature.
You told me love was like a snow flurry,
But ours was an avalanche.
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
Do not laugh and mock nature of how it is,
for it can bring disaster whenever it wants and how it wants,
from volcanic eruptions to tsunamis,
we are nothing compared to it.
Our weapons today won't stop avalanches and earthquakes,
nature is far more powerful and stronger then us then we think.
Of course, there are people that know this,
but some may think that humans,
are stronger than nature.
In what way really?
As I see it if nature makes up her mind she could swallow us all at once if she decides to do it right this instant.
But she won't, know why?
Because nature is fair and knows how to control herself,
but humans aren't so we only know one thing,
and that is,
destroy.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 10:46 AM UTC
together
they resemble an avalanche rather than a summer's heat
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 6:00 PM UTC
And here I am just chillin alone, so cold to the bone more frozen than Frozone
Hypothermia, doctor doctor
Got places to be can't you fix me up faster
This avalanche is ever-lasting
Pass the parcel the pain aint past it
Waiting on a whim is it really worth it
Honour and duty but so close to deserting
Flee and be free of fear containment
Constricted and closed off, self-enslavement
Harden up and be tough, roadworks and pavement
Detour and derail to prevent persuasion
Tactical retreat the feet beats down
Live to fight another day or be six feet under ground
The silent treatment is a healing sound
But the heart beats cleanly too lost to be found
No map could make or break this problem
I got a little lost now I'm tryna solve it
Never used the stars to guide my path
But if i have no faith I'm ****** to die fast
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 9:16 AM UTC
*That fulfilling joy of
almost reaching
that very peak
which I dreamt of
long back
so close I am
but what see in reality
is
a sudden unexpected
avalanche
once again!!
Life is bizarre
from zero we start,
reach 100 sometimes
but again fall
from 100 to zero again
and again..
stay there or start again??
obviously we have no other choice
than to start again...
and that's how life goes on..
with the cycle of again
and again..*
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 12:44 AM UTC
I am the man I am today,
From all the experience I've gained
The lies I made, the cards I played
Watch it all burn around an Ace of Spades
And as I fumble with the match,
My life like flashbacks flashes past
The days I cried, the days I died
Clawing, tearing my insides
I, know that I can't run and hide,
Knowing that, even if i tried
Nothing will be better when I take a peek
Because it's all uncertain, and all left to me
And I, am not satisfied
With the anger we feel and the rage we defy
Why, is it so hard to see
That we're caught in a landslide, an avalanche of debris
Some days, I lay on the ground
And stretch my hands up without making a sound
Reach for the sky, but there's no prize
All hope is lost and I've lost all my pride
Insane, is the only way
That normality fades, and only you change
You've got more control, as we rise and we fall
Being crazy is the only way to stay sane...
I, know that I can't run and hide,
Knowing that, even if i tried
Nothing will be better when I take a peek
Because it's all uncertain, and all left to me
And I, am not satisfied
With the anger we feel and the rage we defy
Why, is it so hard to see
That we're caught in a landslide, an avalanche of debris
Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 6:44 AM UTC
Light breaks
A hand breaks through
Pulls me out
I know these hands.
These hands were the ones
That clapped
So why did you
Of all people
Rescue the one you
Condemned?
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
A trek to the golden peak,
of clarity of every kind,
she had taken up earnestly
as her singular mission all along.
Near the upper reaches,
at the difficult terrain,
without any admonition,
an avalanche.
Her ego, frozen and hardened,
rushed towards her,
blocked further progress,
for ever,
like a wall of resistance.
She tried her best
to venture forward,
but she had lost the path
completely by then
and didn't know which way to turn.
Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 1:32 PM UTC
An avalanche of feelings
Razes the pseudo silence
Growing discontent
In the deep caverns of life
The silent demons
Awakens from deep slumber
To wreak havoc
On the disguised perfect life
Smiles of discontent
Keeps the heart happy
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 7:41 AM UTC
look,
she will never tell you her deepest secrets or kiss you quite long enough to feel whole. and some nights she will sneak out of bed and yell when you follow her, because there are nights when she needs to breathe and there have been too many fires too close to her throat lately.
let her go. tell her you know about thunderstorms, about storms so rough you seem to topple over at the thought of them—tell her, you too, have felt the earth shake beneath the soles of your feet a few times too many to stay still.
you don’t have to kiss her scars. you just have to kiss her.
boy, on good days, take her by her bruised hands and lead her to a place where you have always found sanctuary. kiss her then. she will trace your bones with her tongue and lay her hand on your chest to check if you’re hollow. kiss her then. sometimes she will smoke to fill herself with something else than pain. kiss her then.
look: when she trembles so loud you can hear her empty bones rattle, place one hand in her hair and one on her hip and kiss her. kiss her until she stills. being an avalanche like her is exhausting, but sometimes she just won’t know how to stop it.
when she falls asleep on the couch again, know that she is not avoiding you. she’s avoiding the emptiness of having you so close she doesn’t know if she’s allowed to touch yet. she doesn’t know if she earned it yet. and when you see her do her workout routine twice, it’s because the couch is giving her trouble sleeping—even more than the bed did. she hopes she will be too tired to care this way.
take her by the hand again. take her to bed. place her head on your chest. show her it’s alright to touch.
when she tells you she’s been counting the cracks in the ceiling because her head is filled with ideas of death and despair, repaint it. tell her this is a new colour for new thoughts and new beginnings. cover her eyes. kiss her eyelids. tell her they don’t always filter light but they don’t have to. tell her it’s alright to be an avalanche. tell her it’s alright to be an avalanche.
but remember this: when you are ready to fall to your knees, she will be there. when you feel the earth tremble beneath your feet, she will be there. and when your hands shake so much you don’t think you can hold her anymore, she will be there.
there is so much more to her than just something to hold. she’s not just this anger, she’s not just this closeness in her veins that makes you forget the way home, she is so much more than just gritting teeth and letting it go.
when you are ready to fall, she will always be there to catch you. remember: she knows the ripple of hurt that tears through your body so violently—she knows how it feels. she has felt it herself. when you tremble, she will make you still. when you tremble, she will make you still.
this is not just about her. this is about you, too. about the cracks in your ceiling. about your avalanche. realise that she understands. when you lay your head on her chest to check if she is hollow, realise she knows exactly what you’re doing. when you ask her to pass the cigarette, realise that she too, knows how it feels to fill yourself with something besides pain.
oh sweetheart, when the vastness of her love makes you agoraphobic, she will take you to the place she loves most and kiss you. she will kiss you breathless. don’t you know it’s in her blood to take care of you?
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 3:19 PM UTC
Traversing edges,
gliding o’er sledges
undulating ridges,
crossing broken bridges:
One could sense-
the Zephyr’s nudge;
glacier’s gelid grudge-
Frigid frail feet, fail to budge,
the mirage of hope, forever will trudge
traces of existence, begin to smudge.
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 5:35 AM UTC
Words spill like an avalanche down a mountain,
Swamping out the message in a flurry of exposition.
The plateau crumbles, dropping great sheets
Of icy statements down like old guillotine blades,
To shatter against the cold rock in tears,
Too frozen, too brittle to pierce.
Such noise, such ineffectual destruction,
Laying snow on snow on piles of snow;
But the mountain stays still beneath the weight,
Its stony face unmoved for yet another day,
Knowing it will soon abate.
As the tide drifts to a halt,
The mountain slowly, contemptuously,
Turns away.
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
I think there are parts of our
lives that we can't possibly know
the meaning of until we are
months or even years removed.
I'm
talking inconsequential moments
that snowball, gathering up value
over time. Then you look back,
and suddenly you are just
so
surprised at how many actions
interacted perfectly, the necessary
amalgamation of happenings to
bring about one exact minute. I'm
glad
to have had this experience the
second you walked up. At that time
I could never have possibly known I
would be here today. Never guess
you
would have such an impact on my
life, knocking an avalanche into my
world, leaving me gasping for breath,
showing me what it means to
exist.
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 9:23 PM UTC