#droplet
learning to cope
appreciating growth
it happens in seconds
manifesting endings
cycles don’t repeat
i watch what i speak
i retreat and debrief
within the chambers of me
wealth is simple
money rains
i collect each droplet
i harvest my vain
rebuke and dispute
all of the pain
transmute and pursue
my happiest way
no i don’t listen to cravings
no i don’t fold under pressure
instead i sharpen my awareness
my journey is not for comparing
i am where i am supposed to be
i need what i already have
no longer chasing things
no longer going out bad
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 11:58 AM UTC
Worlds collide
Creatures indestructible
Consuming the invisible
The land of the water bear
- Jay M
June 5th, 2019
Jun 5, 2019
Jun 5, 2019 at 10:32 PM UTC
Sitting in the front of shack,
I'm watching the rain falling.
Everything is so fresh,
All colours are very clear.
My cat is watching me,
Quietly from the high,
Wishing come down to me,
In his huge green eyes.
But he didn't make a move;
It's all in water and wet.
But that's ok i guess,
Still watching the rain.
The cat cought my look,
And i cought his look;
Playing the old look game,
Who's gonna blink first.
Thinking on victory, i lost.
The game made me laugh.
Both, still watching the rain,
Only in a different way.
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 2:25 PM UTC
There will be tears, he sang
Water disguised blood
flooding at the brim of an eye
Gathering pain and hurt
Inconsistent feelings of nothing-happy
Rivers, streams, lakes,
Waterfalls gushing down
Racing drops dripping down heated cheeks
Then broken with shallow coldness
Aches reaching in between cracked skin
Dead rose petals
Falling away from thorn burst stems
Crisp at the tips,
Light in weight until gathered heavily
at the palm of a weak hand
Stained with the mark of blood lines at a wrist
Deranged and shaking while hopelessly gazing
at the happiness laid in a deathbed before you
Sinking teardrops moistening jean pockets
Drip, drip
Another drop
Falling off a water bruised face
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 9:09 PM UTC
Within every droplet was the
sweat of arousal.
Each kiss on silk sheets of
desire was a word,
Metaphors misspelled,
it was wet.
Damp within forbidden moments.
Soaked within the focus there every
collecting grasps. Upon the virtues
that where but keys to locks
that had opened
First kisses unlocking arousal.
They washed away inhabitations,
only to be washed within each others shower,
and then both
where silent in smiles.
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 5:08 PM UTC
We are all drops in the ocean,
We create ripples in the water,
Waves to the shore,
And tsunamis to the town.
We don't hold anything close to us,
But the people that we love.
And as it seems where we stand now
We only affect ourselves,
But if we look a bit closer,
We're setting fire to the rain.
Our tiny moves and actions
Aren't affecting only our souls alone,
But the God in heaven as well.
And that just simply isn't all.
For we are also slightly affecting
The ones that are close to us,
The ones we claim to love.
And so if we want to see
The affect we have today,
Look at each individual
That you have interacted with,
And don't just simply look at
Your selfish simple heart.
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 2:46 PM UTC
But if each moment with you is a droplet of rain,
I want a hurricane.
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
I think the Moon knows
I'm watching Her
Because sometimes,
She leaves me presents
It may sound silly
But I've got a jar full of Her secrets
That I keep in a lockbox under my bed
The pass code; Luna
So I'll praise Her title
Each time I uncover
The hidden gifts She's given to me
Purified droplets of moonlight.
The size of a jewel
The weight of a diamond
The glow of an angel
The shine of a star
The Moon probably knows
I'm watching Her
Because sometimes,
I find a drop
In the bud of a flower
Sometimes,
in the pit of a well
Sometimes,
in the cave of an animal
Sometimes,
in the crack of a rock
Sometimes,
in the hollow of a tree
Sometimes,
in the current of a stream
And on the rarest of occasions
I'll find Her lodged between the pages
Of my notebook
I've collected a dreams worth of gems now
So whenever I find myself,
Lost.
- Swallowed by the void -
I'll have enough moonlight in my jar
To ignite the darkest of days
And the presence
of Her presents
Will go unnoticed by no shadow
Or creature of the night.
Luna knows I'm watching Her.
I'll continue to gaze from below
And let no stone go unturned
So when the Moon drips again
I'll be there to catch Her
Another crystallized droplet of a blessing
To tuck away
In the box under my bed.
Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 7:07 PM UTC
A curious child asked ' what is life? '
I ignored with a smile dainty, nice.
' What is life? ', ' what is life? '
Pulling my shirt child asked twice.
I took dust from ground.
And flew it in the sky.
Took him close to the ocean.
And flung a droplet nigh.
Showed leaves green on tree.
And how yellow beneath soughed.
Showed the smoke flying high.
And how it vanished into the cloud.
For a child answer was concise.
And I thought it would suffice.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
a drowsy droplet
sli-
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from a leaf,
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into
a pond
the droplet
dies,
s h a t t e r e d
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unattended shhh
underneath
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 6:34 AM UTC
Drip
Drop
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On the other side|I look out and frown
of a car window. |theres a helpless
|pout on my face
Piddle, paddle P O P!
Kids fiddle in the back seat
When will this murky day stop?
Never I assume, so I sat back and listened to the musics beat.
The world is surrounded by a cloud
Diamond rain droplets fall politely
While making noise ever so loud
If this storm would just move over slightly.
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC