#catalyst
Original - June 2024
Hermes, Hermes,
What’s it today?
You provoke them, spewing the things that you say.
Talking misfortunes in an upbeat way;
skewing perception -
boastful display.
Moving, persuading, audiences of your play,
could not have anticipated the anguish at bay.
‘A catalyst,’ You’d proclaimed,
iris shadows the dismay.
The windows to your soul are in shambles…
“Right this way!”
Sails winding paths where memories lay.
Nostalgic glimpses, a price to pay.
“Farewell, false wise one. Hope you took time to pray.”
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 3:17 AM UTC
Sometimes I tend to be a catalyst,
Carrying things to light,
Rooting them deep where they belong.
Nothing bad,
It's what I do,
I'm proud to ferry,
The things they carry.
Jun 11, 2025
Jun 11, 2025 at 11:01 AM UTC
I don't know how I can write all this
Know all this
With a pinpoint, laser focus
Tuned so far into,
Most every issue,
I come out the other side of existence
To get a look at if from every angle,
This ain't checkers, this is chess
From biggest
To littlest
Catalyst,
To coroner visits
Call every witness
There's an obvious will,
To one day still,
Find a bottom to this
Accountability,
Twords the top of the list
While I skirt a bit of responsibility,
Let's be honest
But can't fold any of it into my healing process
So after all this,
And after being told it would absolutely aid in the progress,
I'm still a mess
Can't make it make sense
©2024
Apr 15, 2024
Apr 15, 2024 at 3:57 PM UTC
there must be a use for tears
they’re so free flowing and liberal
aside from the cathartic release of crying
couldn’t we use tears for something
collected tears of emotion for different uses
i don’t believe tears aren’t useful
perhaps i should collect my tears
and anoint my prized possessions in them
when i think of my pain with regard to you
could i collect those tears and touch them to your forehead
could you understand my pain then
would tears become a blessing
a catalyst for true understanding
and when i’m crying from joy
could i put those happy tears on your lips
and could you taste my ecstasy
Dec 12, 2023
Dec 12, 2023 at 5:41 AM UTC
I know that what I've done so far
Has really helped people.
But sometimes, I wish I didn't care so much. Sometimes, I would give anything to be numb. Because it's so exhausting being a castle of glass. I can't sleep. I can't breathe. Because every day, I feel myself getting one step closer to the catalyst. The thing that makes me ready to take everything I've built and burn it down. Because in the end, does any of it really matter?
Sep 20, 2021
Sep 20, 2021 at 7:58 PM UTC
It's like a catalyst
Where I'm running out of words
Because the words I can't say
Aren't there
It's the
Feeling old while I'm drinking coffee
Feeling young absorbed into a book
Almost feeling me when I
Reach that space
In between
There's a moment staring at the tv
Excited because someone got kissed
Seconds when I write a sentence
Knowing it's nonsense
But there's a pause
And falling to one side
(My back acting up)
(Giggling while I run)
Searching for a domestic peace
Being pushed to the side
Searching for
Growing up
Maybe
It's hard
Tensions that shouldn't exist
Tensions that aren't seen by anyone else
Pulling away in an effort to walk the line
Searching for a balance
In between the tension
It feels like a catalyst
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
I am the Great Awakener.
I will bring you to your knees in humility.
I will show your shadow the light.
I speak truth.
I breathe truth, I bathe in the everlasting light of truth
and I will shatter your very fragile realities.
I will show you every reason
To stop the lies.
To yourself and others.
Wrap you inside a cocoon of transformation
and I will force you open, ready or not,
And spread your wings wide so that you can fly too.
Fly in your truth, in your light,
and we can show the world
the One and the way.
Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 9:53 PM UTC
Nation needs you
Not because you are RARE
Because you belong HERE
Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 4:42 AM UTC
Who runs the show
To create a mess
In the game of chess
Smart to know
The next move, a guess
Of the guest
Aiming at the chest
Scatter by flattering
Clattering of the best
The enemy is in the nest
Feeding the allies
with lies and pride
Demanding a crest
For the services
Vest for the bullet
But aimed at the head
All is at war
But still goes to bed
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
In you
I could see
Something divine
Something close to magic
Something beyond words
Whole life
I could be thankful for
Keeping alive
The writer in me
Namaste
Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 5:19 AM UTC
If life
is a collection
of chain reactions,
I wonder
who started
the chaos
and
who is at
the bottom of
the receiving end,
because if it
falls short at
being fair,
then nothing here
is valid.
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
A spastic in a cavern
reverberating passions
compacts patterned actions
Insanity dampened
A daft wit half lifted
listens with intention
past trending effervescence
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC
And I saw candles in the skylight
That forced me to look outward
Their flickered flames in twilight
Made is so there was not an echoed word
I looked upward, onward
At a world ending above me
As if a deaf man’s silence as he hears
The first strings of a symphony
Under that purple and crimson sky
The masses joined my gaze
Looking to horizons, not one eye dry
As endless candles floated in the haze
The sun it set, or did it burst?
A gasp, a rush, then no more
As candles fell from darkened sky
And set fire to the floor
But I will remember the penultimate
The flickered flames in technicolor sky
The beauty near the ending for which I was present
As all and all and all said goodbye
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 7:52 AM UTC
It is a strange moment -
a change in the wind, perhaps? -
a shift ever so slight
when I discover
that the next time your eyes drift skyward
and you brightly propose,
"It's nearly the season
for us to go stargazing!"
I will not wander through the valleys
of misplaced envy, grace, and doubt,
before laughing, sighing, and shrugging,
"Yes! We should! Well... Goodnight!"
That instead
I will send my eyes aloft
to meet those flecks of dreams and dew,
before laughing, sighing, and shrugging,
"Well... How about tonight?"
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 4:28 AM UTC
Catalyst
*Good to be one in the chemical world !!
But the real world ~ make believe
It takes more than to be a
catalyst !!
Change is inevitable ,
why resist!!*
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 3:07 AM UTC
I thought till yesterday,
She was true anyhow,
Even as she ditched me.
But now a ****** name is here,
The Catalyst,
She was cheating me.
In search of the greater good,
She dumped me back then,
But she got back what she gave.
"The Catalyst",
Chose someone else,
Someone better looking.
She is never satisfied with herself,
Always looking for more beauty,
Physical beauty is what she sought.
And look at the comedy of life,
Sharvish sought the same,
He found someone more beautiful.
She was served rightly,
For her unfaithfulness,
For ditching true love for fakeness.
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 10:26 PM UTC
Be the catalyst
Summon strength from deep within
Motivating all
Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC
Are we lost to a land of too many tribes,
Too many choices, of too many scales,
Too many communities of which to
avail?
Could we be better off fractured and scattered
Left shattered like glass by the highway
A shimmering reminder to the wayward passerby,
All is not lost though we
Subside
Could that we merely be torn asunder,
Pulverized, then obliterated by ritual fire,
Then wrung from the colluding liquified minds
Crystaline,
Incandescent,
Molten
Purifide
To form as before but free from parameters previously applied,
Forgotten in the furnace of insanity and strife
Stiffled,
Tempered,
Emboldend,
Refined
Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
carbon date me.
trace me back to my beginning.
my inception.
find the catalyst that brought me to this point.
to the me that exists in this moment
on this day
this point in the linear graph titled "MY LIFE"
trace it...
back.
back...
wait. stop.
there
that's it.
the metamorphosis point.
the moment this me began.
the unfolding of potentials,
the unweaving of my chrysalis.
the opening of avenues of thought and energy.
right... there.
see?
it's you.
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
my mind is fickle
constantly changing
capricious.
some that know me
might say that i am indeed
the most annoying person
they ever met
and some others
might say i'm a kind one.
my mind is volatile
it never sticks around
today
you might say i'm a calm person
the next day
the most turbulent person
on the entire planet.
hypocrisy maybe?
i don't think so.
a hypocrite doesn't have a stable stance
they tend to be fake
towards others
and towards their own self.
i'm everything but fake
and i know exactly who i am.
i'm ever-changing
and i'll always will be.
Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 2:13 PM UTC
Sometimes depression hits me like a ton of bricks
And when that happens the blood runs thick
I'm trying to find reasons for my life story to go on
Maybe this will be my final song
Think I'll just take the razor and bleed along
I'm tired of the darkness
This might be my catalyst
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 12:27 PM UTC