#deepermeaning
they say that if a tree falls in the forest
with nobody around to hear it
then does it really make a sound
the tree's pain went unnoticed
due to the lack of hearing ears
the pain was still there
even though no one could hear it
just because the tree fell
and no one heard the fall
doesn't mean it didn't happen
it doesn't erase the pain
the tree uprighted itself
and grew back taller than before
it did it by itself
because no one listened for the pain
so no one could help it overcome it
except itself
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 8:04 AM UTC
day after day it is the same thing
the cars drive on top of me
and the humans walk all over me
it hurts so much
the pressure and pain dig deep
until I crack and bleed
the working humans patch me up
but it does nothing to relieve the pain
the long expanse of body cries out in agony
it's the same thing
but I never get used to it
the cars yell and jeer at me
as they run me over
they take pleasure in my pain
why me
what did I do to deserve this
unless just existing targets me
for the torture I endure on the daily
May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 5:59 PM UTC
cold sprinkles of relief
streaming down our noses and kissing our lips
smelling of earth and dew
I watch as you fall down each time with such emotion
anger, sadness, love and lust
my love for you will always remain
Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 4:02 AM UTC
It’s the deeper meaning of things
that makes them valuable
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 9:59 AM UTC
Wings flowing back and forth
Keeping little butterfly up
Wind challenging the little insect
Strong breezes tumbling
To the north
The little butterfly must go
The road not easy nor perfect
No time for bumbling
The bees may rumble and bumble
But not little butterfly
Little butterfly is silent and graceful
Now which of the two survives?
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 9:01 AM UTC
I practise watching your words pass by because
the beauty in selective listening
is the calculated risk of avoiding
barren judgement.
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 9:28 AM UTC
Daydreaming
of better things
of lovely things
of saddening things
Daydreaming
of Him who I wondered
ever really loved me
or did it mean no more
Daydreaming
of the life that was not mine
the life I left behind
the life I could not find
Daydreaming
of something I do not deserve
yet yearn for
with no reserve
Daydreaming
of things so harsh and deep
the ocean swallows me whole
and into quicksand I seep
Daydreaming
of the life I thought I desired
of the life I was inspired
but never became reality
Daydreaming
of better things
that became worser things
That became dangerous things
Daydreaming
Of things I don't understand
Yet yearn for
What nonsense, I am.
Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 8:52 AM UTC
I'm living for
all the love in the world
All the love you're giving me
All the love I'm receiving.
I'm living for
all the love in the world
The love they're looking for
The love they're needing.
I'm living for
all the love in the world
The love they're expecting
the love they're never receiving.
I'm looking for
all the love in the world
The love they're hoping for
the love they're living for.
I thank you for
all the love in the world
The ones I wasn't expecting
The ones when I wasn't looking.
I'm praying for
all the love in the world
The ones that are coming
and the ones that are hiding.
Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 8:38 AM UTC
I am but a mere jar of peanut butter
sitting on a shelf
because mostly that's
where I tend to leave myself
If you come and get me
then clearly you will see
labels that are printed
all over me
if you do not fancy
then fine throw me out
but if you think you'll like me
then its on our way to checkout
on our way to checkout
then to the car
to your little home
near or far
hard plastic outside
cool to the touch
at first I really truly
do not look like much
but when you dig down
and open me up
I'm soft
I'm sweet
and so unlike my shell
my labels sometimes lie
never really tell
I am but a mere jar of peanut butter
Pick me over fish?
know there'll be some work involved
proceed as you wish
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
I've been rolling,
getting lonely, without trees here to hold me
stars have now exploded a million times, but is it only in my mind
it's only been a moment, I wish I could hold it
but I know time is on my side
Am I even outside
I think I'm walking on the s
k
y
/ I'm feeling pretty HiGh,
I must be dinning on the stars tonight
I see the paper planes go by, they stop to say **"h
i"**
I have some trees by my side.
Galaxy's are in my cup,
I'll be swimming here sippin' up,
is it alright if I stay here tonight? I know I AM ON A FLIGHT
I'm here to dance with the moon,
I
won't
be
coming
down
anytime
soon.
Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 6:15 AM UTC
In a station,
Beneath the rain,
Here I wait,
For the nine o'clock train.
Some say it goes far,
Down the old way.
To a better place,
You'll hear others say.
But I dance alone,
On the rusty train tracks.
I hear the train whistle,
Sigh, and relax.
In a station,
Beneath the rain,
I did not miss,
The nine o'clock train.
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC