#goodnews
"Who hindered you from speaking truth?"
Bliss is the name praised in ignorance
Preached from the mouth of your haughty priests, at the altar of pride.
Birthed into unknown familiarity, grasping its customs of indulgence ever since.
Shameful hearts hold their heads high, the law is to never hide.
Oh, golly. Deceitful joy all around!
Yes! We sing and dance to the melody of the harlot's harp
Oh, tis beautiful! tis merry! Truly a place to be
With ardor, even the noble are welcomed, loved
They hear yet not understand, see yet perceive not
Aha! tis the jolly of folly.
Unclean, the night is young.
Astry, lukewarm affection.
Lips of dispute
Entities of doom
Spirits of denial
"Give strong drink to him who is perishing,
And wine to him who are bitter of heart,
Let him drink and forget his poverty,
And remember his misery no more"
~Will~
Jul 8, 2021
Jul 8, 2021 at 5:32 AM UTC
I breathe, I close my eyes and I drift
I'm so happy, but still wanting to cry
Air fills my chest this is truly a gift
Bidding farewell to all that why
I open my eyes and breath again
Singing praise yet quietly screaming out
Releasing this dark aggressing bane
Grateful, now hopefully liberating doubt
Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 11:16 AM UTC
You just can't help but love the feeling that you know something they don't.
But at the same time, you can hate that feeling until the secret explodes from your heart.
But in the event of this good secret, I can only watch people be oblivious and love that this secret won't stay a secret forever. Because I know something that will hopefully make them happy.
But when someone is dying to know the secret...
You can only hope you don't disappoint them when you finally tell them what it is.
Because you've been holding this secret for 3 months.
And it means something to you.
Hopefully the same applies to them.
Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 12:14 AM UTC
*Minuscule ants make a flightless
beeline along a sandbox perimeter.
In their wake, a few grains of sand
Fall out of their confining place.
One day, perhaps, they shall be free,
back to a convivial reunion by the sea.
One could traverse the length and depth and breadth of this and back and still have more to ponder on and discover!
But as the grains within that pit
outnumber the billions alive today;
only stars of night can reflect their gaze.*
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Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 3:25 AM UTC
when the clouds all seem to disappear
when your insides are singing
exploding at the same time
when the music blaring on the radio
is exactly the right volume
you text, Everything looks good!
as a group message
your cheeks hurt from smiling
your anxiety a part of your past
given way to euphoria
you look down
place your hand gently on your belly
and say quietly
"I've been waiting my whole life for you"
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
I'm at that point where
good news
and bad news
are irrelevant.
All I want is an answer.
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 9:36 PM UTC
I walk amid
the silence of broken hearts
and ghosts of the lives never lived.
Oblivious to
the echoes of dashed dreams
and the pall of dampened spirits.
I have received good news
and in this moment,
I am invincible.
Enclosed in a happy bubble,
I let the contentment wash over me.
Later I can return to my troubles
and be part of the crowd again.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC