#erasing
A jumbled desk, full of books, papers and tears,
A clustered focus, ample with elusive echoes.
A trembling grasp, on the tool of writing,
A state of puzzled feelings, of fear and joy.
An endless order, of pondering and erasing,
An obsession of refinement is taking over.
A feeble attempt, at linking chapters,
A tiny butterfly is playing rock, paper,
scissors inside, and clotting the scribe.
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 12:08 PM UTC
Today you turned up washed,
Almost if a wave passed through the sheets of your bed.
Your hair is a mess,
As you etch a careful drawing in pen.
Careful to not miss a mark,
There's no erasing it,
Or anything you've done.
Mar 5, 2025
Mar 5, 2025 at 9:53 AM UTC
A wound is tender,
in our hearts, yonder.
Wishing I have magic,
to erase you-- you're nostalgic.
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 5:39 AM UTC
i've done everything
to forget you
to hate you
to unlove you
i did it all just to erase you
from my mind
from my heart
from my soul
only then did i realize
that it was unnecessary to do that
because you were a part of me
and that meant
that i was erasing 'me' too
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 3:48 AM UTC
Writer’s block has hit me once again.
Ideas fallen through, glass half empty,
metaphors worthless, rhymes are hopeless.
Every word written has been erased.
A blank mind continues at this pace.
Sluggish reading, unbelieving,
downward progress, I’m voiceless.
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 11:33 PM UTC
I long for the day.
I can wake up.
Without longing for you.
Please.
I can't take anymore.
Mornings with tears in my eyes.
Because.
I couldn't roll over and look at yours.
Looking into mine.
Leave my memories.
A.F.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 1:07 PM UTC