#pursuit
Excuse me,
was wondering
Do you think
in centuries or seconds
Are you,
now and/or forever
Where does your
meaning and purpose originate
Your source,
is it ancient, beyond figure or form
How it drives and inspires,
does it evade lettered description
To what ends,
does the path it provides deliver you
Are you,
fuller, approaching complete
Do you,
tremble slightly, knowing peace
Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 8:45 AM UTC
The silver shore is calling me
A restless moon upon the sea
Your voice is waves against the stone
But I am drifting all alone
The lighthouse hums a mournful tune
It sings of love and dies too soon
I reach for you, a beauty glow
But tides will take what tides must know
Set my heart upon your sail
A lantern in the howling gale
Let love be wind, let love be sky
Without your touch the stars run dry
So hold me close before the tide
Before the dawn can cast me wide
For love is fleeting, wild and deep
A sailor lost, a dreamers leap.
Apr 22, 2025
Apr 22, 2025 at 6:33 PM UTC
My tongue's not my own neither the deepest longings
And neither these for pursuit nor grasping but to know
Of promises unknowable in the flesh but will be
For which given only glimpses of their shadows
And to know that before Time and for all times
Not futility as seeming for the Teacher is present
And so too the end's the beginning and vice versa
But to hear the Voice for in the dark the ears see
Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 8:09 PM UTC
I got my raise at work today
it’s a reminder that you’re worth is based on percentages in life and titles that you hold
I should be so happy
I should be grateful for pennies because I even got anything at all
my value is in the dollar amount I make an hour and bring home annually and I should feel proud that it still isn’t enough but I made more this year than I did last year so how dare I be ungrateful
I should be purposefully working my youth away for a few cents every year because I have a job and I have a roof over my head and bills to pay
And ya know Wow what a blessing it is to be alive and be a human
in the rat race called life I should just so grateful to be here….
Jun 18, 2024
Jun 18, 2024 at 1:52 PM UTC
I take good advice
Even if I don't like the source,
Because I trust in knowledge
And in the pursuit of more.
I think for myself,
Because I cannot allow others to;
Evidently, not many do.
I place my respect, like I place my trust-
As to how I pay-
When it has been earned.
Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 11:33 AM UTC
"I don't like this, I don't want to be here"
Well, add a "T" here or move on
The PURSUIT of happiness is the right they mention
Remember though, it's an emotion
And just like every other one
It too isn't healthy to always be on
A better life is the big con
Middle class gone
Devide and conquer worked to perfection
Mostly 'cause half the population
Can't do long division
Can't trust a single politician
Corruption now the backbone of religion
Founding fathers knew the importance of separation
But those who've cherry pick the bible from generation to generation
Now want the option too cherry pick the Constitution
It no longer matters what's right and wrong
Just belt out your fight song
If you don't like something go get your march on
Or hit the gong
Pretend your conviction is strong
And when your judgement comes along
There's nothing you can do but end up where you belong
©2024
Mar 22, 2024
Mar 22, 2024 at 8:25 PM UTC
I was on a journey to find my core,
Through heartaches deep, in search of something true.
A soul adrift, emotions all askew,
In quest of worth, I longed for something more.
Through winding paths where shadows seemed to creep,
I sought for treasures in life's vast array,
Yet each pursuit left me in disarray,
As yearning eyes welled up with tears to weep.
In the final dusk, clarity emerged,
A whisper soft, a truth that set me free.
The love of Allah, a balm, a key,
Now, in His grace, my troubled heart has surged.
Remembrance of what's vital, pure release,
In His love, my soul finds lasting peace.
The lesson I learned in pursuit of importance, our hearts misled,
Messing the threads of truth, chasing illusions we bred.
If you inquire of true remembrance,
I'd share the extract—life's secret recipe.
Remembrance, a tapestry woven in the mind,
Threads of cherished moments, in our hearts entwined.
Nov 16, 2023
Nov 16, 2023 at 7:53 AM UTC
To you I scribe these words of grace
& pray you reach that golden place,
the one beyond the world we live- a place that transcends time.
A place to move through, with the brightness of peace- all places
Untill we reach that
faithfull destination
Of our dreams.
Though we've got direction-
The destinations never been clear.
Regardless, onwards we march
with confident discretion
Revel, in the thought -
togetherness; connection.
Nov 4, 2023
Nov 4, 2023 at 9:22 AM UTC
As I walked the hills I heard the horns
The stamp of steeds and cry of a hound
I ran towards that iconic call
The hunt was on, I knew the sound
As I watched the fox run and hide
A magnificent creature sleek and fine
The thought intruded upon me
And created an image in my mind
What greater event could I encounter
Of the pursuit of love that I here had
The pursuit of something beautiful
called forth with trumpets and fanfare
Chased by all and caught by few
Tracked and then lost, joy and despair
The chase of the fox
Woman, seductive and coy
Pursued by gross beasts
Determined man and boy
For love like that fox is wily and sly
Catch only a glimpse before it flies by
Sleek and slender a thing of great worth
Pursued by all to bring home to the hearth
For love outside your possession has no value
Home it must reside to bring satisfaction to you
Jul 27, 2022
Jul 27, 2022 at 3:47 PM UTC
Her hands are delicate from the burden she carries,
The lines seen on her palms trace journeys her ancestors traveled for her to be here today,
Her fingers grasp the pen firmly as she strokes a new narrative into existence,
Rings sparkle in the light with each motion as a symbol of sovereignty and culture,
Mehndi celebrates her heritage in a bashful pursuit for representation,
A female successor in the works,
Breaking the norms and defining her identity one step at a time.
May 7, 2021
May 7, 2021 at 12:35 PM UTC
I dream of yesterdays gone
Where laughter is heard and love everywhere
Letting me wander half-memories in a happy haze
Dry eyes
Warm cheeks
And in an instant it vanishes
Still smiling
Wake to cruel reality
And onto everything fading brain clutches uselessly
As if pursuing Eldorado or some other impossible treasure
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 4:13 AM UTC
My skin crawls in your presence now.
This aversion is painfully present,
deep-seated, inexorable.
My antipathy
I feel for you is
pushing
back.
Grinding away the
rind of my rib-cage,
I will not let the disease reach my
organs.
My fragile lungs
my tender heart.
The veil of insects and filth
lifted
upon realization that it is time for me to go.
Weaponizing insect repellent
for the pursuit of freedom.
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 12:19 AM UTC
A useful key to creativity
Write a list of things you need to
do today before you get distracted
by the brain to procrastinate
Prioritise three aims that helps you
produce to consume
The days flick through fast without
a view ahead of what to do
Life is shorter than expected so
hold a set of goals in pursuit
Looking back on what was done
later on fulfils a cycle to review
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 3:39 AM UTC
One must imagine Sisyphus ripped.
Shoulders like Boulders.
Quads like God's.
He was literally doing Olympian training!
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 6:21 PM UTC
What exactly is happiness? Is it the hollowness in the chest when you've stopped crying and you feel like there's nothing left to do? Is it that feeling of wanting the world to stop so you can enjoy just a few more seconds of silence?
Is it being with friends and laughing until your gut hurts but then crying when you go home? Is it addictive like a drug?
Is the withdrawal from happiness the symptoms of depression?
does that mean we need happiness like we need oxygen?
Are we okay?
If the past can overshadow the present then what's the point of reminding ourselves about it?
There will always be bad things, we can't change that.
No. We could change that.
We just don't want to. Happy is fleeting and never stays. that's why we want it. We would hate happy if we had it forever.
But we chase it in circles, like greyhounds on a track, coming across it only to realize that it was fake all along and the real happiness
the real glow and joy
was that small second before the race, when you felt like you were finally going to reach it
And now?
Now you don't have it. Because you believed it would fix your problem.
Well. To the ones who believed they have found happiness I must ask you
Did it?
Feb 4, 2020
Feb 4, 2020 at 7:37 AM UTC
I break hearts in this journey
But I am not proud of being a vandal
And I do not do it wantonly
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 7:26 AM UTC
If the thrill of the hunt sets you a'flame
I long to be the man to play your game
But I'm not a beast to be satisfied with a bone
No "here's a scrap" now go on alone
For me, it's your divine feminine I pursue
The gods felt like showing off when they crafted you
Your sense, so dark, so deep, is what I'll follow
Don't short-shrift my time and make my efforts hollow
I'm in need of a feast - your body, your mind
My cravings won't end with wrinkled sheets and a bottle of wine.
Your flesh on my tongue is what I will savor
I'll eat you alive, if you'll return the favor.
I want to devour you whole
Your spirit, your soul
And once I've stripped you down to your core,
Only then, my dear, will we start the chase once more.
Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 10:34 PM UTC
I never knew what I wanted
What I needed from him
I couldn’t see clearly
Why I was unhappy and hurting
But I know what I want now
I know what I’m looking for
And I know what it’s gonna take
I know what I deserve
I want pursuit
I want him to want me
And want to know me
To spend time learning who I am
I don’t want to have to be first
I want to feel like I’m important to him
Like I matter and my feelings mean something
And I want to be chosen
I’m not going to give myself freely
To anyone who walks up to me
And tells me I’m pretty
And flatters me
I’m going to be the strong person I am
And stand on my own two feet
And make my life what I want it to be
If he wants me, then he’ll have to come get me
I know who I am now
And I know I’m good enough
I know I’m not unlovable
I’m not perfect, but I’m enough
I deserve to be asked on a date
And to be taken on an adventure
I deserve time and effort
And caring and compassion
I deserve at least what I give
And I can give a lot of love
And I care so much
I want that in return
In a way that speaks to me
And it may be difficult
But love isn’t easy
And neither am I
So I’m not selling myself short this time
I’m not settling for looks
Or good ***
Or a fun time
I’m holding out for passion
And strong pursuit
And caring about the little things
And not holding back
I will love people with all I have
And wear my heart on my sleeve
Because that’s who I am
But I won’t let just anyone have me
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 1:46 AM UTC
Some of life's
Sweetest joys
Are intermingled with
Bitter sorrows,
Reminding me that
My hope lies
Above the horizon,
And my fears
Lag long behind
.
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:14 AM UTC
_I write the night away in my quiet corner of the universe,
Hoping that my words will reach you;
That you may recognise yourself reflected in their distant glow,
Catch hold of one bright star in the twinkling density of the darkness,
And wish upon it._
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
Night after Night
It eats from me
A piece of my soul I lose
With every new day I breathe
Its not easy
The world had warned me
It's not breezy
To pursue the dreams you see
Life is not fair
Not everyone can be the heir
This throne is for the brave
Not them who live only to reach their grave
But deep within I know the fights worth it
My heart wants this every bit
For every part of me I lose a new one will take form
For at the end of my pursuit a great man will be born.
Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC
Summer is leaving me behind
Though I wish I could go with
Following seasons is like
Chasing a monster you know is a myth
It does not make much sense to me
Living a stalker of the sun
The glare makes it hard to see
Smoke left rising from the gun
She is too smart, too fast, too fly,
For mortal man to hold
Many have given a lifetime
To catch her until they grow old
I know my place
I'm not ashamed
Let her slip away again
Just another way to reload
Ammo for my empty pen
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC