#sloth
do you know how big the world is?
no wonder we all get lost...
sometimes it’s hard to get up if you don’t know where you’re going….
Jan 9
Jan 9, 2026 at 9:39 AM UTC
On the floor of my bedroom,
Lying deathly still,
Is a pink sloth I won one day,
In the claw game at an arcade.
Now, it lies on the floor;
Years have gone by,
Dust clings to its fur.
Evidence of time.
Still as fluffy as ever,
Pink hairs have grown to clutter.
In the back of my mind,
I remember the joy from that time.
Looking at it now,
There's little excitement to be found.
Even though it's my favorite color,
There's little allure.
The pink sloth remains on the floor,
And with it the memories from before,
Every time I give it a glance,
I'll recall that childish happiness.
Jan 5
Jan 5, 2026 at 7:20 PM UTC
i understand more than you know,
way more than i show
don’t let yourself drown,
you must get out
you must
Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 2:37 AM UTC
i know tomorrow isn’t promised,
but you cannot do every single thing in your life with death in the back of your mind
that is no way to live…
Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 2:36 AM UTC
i don’t wanna get out of the water just yet
it feels good to hold my breath....
i’m lying in a pool of my own tears,
i find comfort in just laying here
for now...
for now i’m staying here…
Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 2:20 AM UTC
you were never gonna be able to take the weight off my shoulders, but you could lay here with me whilst i figure this all out...
you can’t get rid of the ocean,
but you can help me float so i don’t drown...
you’re not gonna be able to fix me,
but it would be nice if you could help me pick up the pieces…
i know you want to help,
but i’m the only one who can fix this…
Dec 27, 2025
Dec 27, 2025 at 4:34 PM UTC
big dreams, tiny head
in a big world still unprepared
i wish i saw me the way i see you,
cause i was just a kid too...
i don’t know why i thought i could carry the weight of the world?
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 2:36 PM UTC
even the smallest tasks were too big for me…
what’s the point of anything?
imagine wanting to escape, but being too exhausted to even try?
imagine depression seeking into every crevice of your mind?
imagine having no strength to swim to shore, and finding it easier just to drown?
imagine seeing the sunshine, but your head is always in the clouds?
imagine feeling so lonely with so many people around?
imagine knowing you’re betraying yourself, but you can’t see a way out?
this sloth is like an anchor it just keeps dragging me down
i’m already so low… how much further can i go?
why do you keep on telling me things that i already know?
clearly, it’s not making a difference
clearly, i’m not in the position to make any rational decisions
even the smallest tasks are too big for me…
please tell me, what’s the point of anything?
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 2:34 PM UTC
they say your mind knows no limits, and there’s every opportunity to fly…
and yet still, i fall
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 2:31 PM UTC
i’m not lazy… i’m tired…
i’m tired of searching for myself in the world
when i was right here the whole time,
looking past myself
i couldn’t see clear, i was so blind
well of course i’m tired
i spent too much time chasing this false version of me,
and now i wanna sleep...
you wanna call me a sloth when you’re the reason i was running in the first place,
tryna get to first place, when everyone else was in a different competition
it was me against me and no one was winning
i didn’t realise i was working against myself cause then maybe things would have been different
and i wouldn’t be in this position
thinking something was missing
creating my own mental prison
tryna get you to listen,
when i wasn’t hearing me…
it’s tiring living up to be the person you wanted me to be
i’m not lazy… i’m tired…
i’m tired of searching for myself in the world,
when i was right here the whole time
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 2:29 PM UTC
you kept on saying tomorrow
next week
next year
and now the end is here
you had all that fire, and all that passion
but you sat back and watched your dreams turn to ashes
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 10:04 AM UTC
we call anything art nowadays…
where is the depth?
where are the timeless pieces?
where are the albums that are cohesive and have meaning?
we lay in our beds dreaming, and
keeping
to ourselves…
scared to fail
where are the layers, the passion, and emotion?
where is the effort, the time, and devotion?
where is the originality and creativity?
where is… the art?
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 10:02 AM UTC
if faith without work is dead, they might as well start digging your grave
you don’t even stick to the things that you say
the highest form of betrayal,
treason against yourself…
get up, do the work, nobody is coming to help
one thing i know for sure is there is nothing worse than living in your own hell
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 9:59 AM UTC
this new age of advanced technology
has created a lazy generation...
ai, chatgpt, and automation
answering questions, writing essays, and generating code
a bot to talk to when you feel all alone
why leave your house when everything you need is on your phone?
we have no discipline
no strength
ruled by the thoughts in our head
if our subconscious is our foundation,
then what is in your cement?
only those who can properly manage and utilise the resources we have will survive
if there’s no more use of the mind, we might just forget how it feels to be alive
too much information, isolation
ai, chatgpt, and automation has created a lazy generation…
we are... the lazy generation
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 9:57 AM UTC
should i write about the depths of depression and the unregulated, unexpected emotions that rise?
are these the natural ups and downs of being human,
or am i just abnormally tired?
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 8:38 PM UTC
To My virtues:
Where art thou?
I've traversed multiple lands
In search of you.
Been in and out of myself
Trying to find you.
Will I never be good enough?
Meanwhile.
To My sins:
Please I've had enough.
I embody the ones conspired to be the deadliest:
My pride,
So confident in it belief ,
And yet so fragile.
My greed,
Ever cheating the ones close,
As I hoard what I don't want.
My sloth,
So quiet in it gentleness ,
I want to enjoy our time together
But you're ruining me.
My gluttony,
The ever consuming black hole,
With a limited space,
On its last legs.
My envy,
The jealous one,
The one that sees and wants the same thing,
The confused and never satisfied one that, will always want.
My wrath,
The gentle storm,
Protecting an insect.
And finally,
My lust,
The one over them all.
The one that is never and will never be satisfied.
I enjoy our short lived pleasures,
But you're killing me,
Your never ending wants is worse than greed, envy, and gluttony.
You are the worst.
Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 9:39 AM UTC
Pride
"I deserve everything
I am better than everyone
I make no mistakes
I am perfect"
Greed
"I deserve this shopping trip
one more purchase
more money I need more money
one more store"
Wrath
"they deserve pain
I will make them hurt
I need to break this wall
anger is necessary"
Envy
"they don't deserve that beauty
why do they get that and I don't
I wish I had that purse
I need that dress, not them"
Lust
"I deserve to make love to them
I need that person in my bed
give me pleasure
I need you, now"
Gluttony
"I deserve all this food
just one more doughnut
more pizza
I need more pop and chocolate"
Sloth
"I deserve to lie in bed all day
I won't get up to reach the remote
I'll wait to use the bathroom
work is boring, I'll just sleep"
Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 10:14 AM UTC
Glimpses of Tommorow plague my mind
Visions of yesterday paralyze my body
Reels of the past week weigh a ton
A false promise is destroying what I am
What I could be
I feel Azraels eyes on me
My future means nothing to him
But neither does my past
I wish I could say the same
A false promise is destroying what I am
What I could be
The false promise of tomorrow
One of the biggest curses upon my soul
The curse of sloth
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 1:59 AM UTC
Only the sloth knows
he can outrun the jaguar
and out-leap the monkey.
He could strike faster than the snake,
and his cry would drown out the howling wolves,
but he knows no haste,
no desire,
no shame,
no pride,
for the sloth knows
all that ever was
and ever will be,
that nothing will ever change,
and everything is new,
the inevitability of love and death,
the futility of struggle.
The future flows over him,
as he aligns himself
to greet his destiny fulfilled.
His heart, though, is never still,
roaring with silent elation
for your joy and mine
and of those before
and those to come,
wailing a soundless lament
for all our pain.
Dec 16, 2024
Dec 16, 2024 at 1:20 PM UTC
Wrath
No matter what I do or say,
I’m never enough, always a step away.
I try to keep up, wear myself thin,
But all I feel is the burn within.
If I could change, I swear I would,
But trying and failing still hurts, as it should.
Pride
In the mirror, I see a man undone,
Not proud, but broken, the lesser one.
No arrogance here, no smug facade,
Only a soul bruised, and left flawed.
Superior? No, I shrink from the view,
Hating myself far more than I do you.
Lust
Lust is a sneaky, seductive beast,
I’ve given in, but found no feast.
Those urges led to hollow roads,
But I broke free, shed those heavy loads.
Desire comes, but I’ve learned to be,
Unshackled, with a heart finally free.
Greed
I once held tight, refusing to share,
The world was mine, I didn’t care.
But time changed me, and now I see,
Greed’s lost its hold, no longer on me.
My hand is now open, I’ve learned to give,
Unburdened, I can finally live.
Envy
I used to ache for someone's life,
Trapped in longing, never satisfied.
Why not me? I’d wonder and weep,
Until something shifted, I could sleep.
Now I’m a man content with less,
Grateful in ways I never confess.
Gluttony
Food may not be my chosen vice,
I’ve drowned in pleasures, paid the price.
It is but the need to fill,
The endless void that lingers still.
This hunger for escape, it eats away,
But I know its tricks, it's clear as day.
Sloth
I set my goals, yet never reach,
Room to grow, but I don’t breach.
I drift through days, no purpose found,
A ghost in waiting, with silent sound.
What is my worth, what should I be?
I ache for meaning, to finally see.
Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 7:52 AM UTC
Poem on Sloth and Nature
Throws itself around on its tail,
Trees wrapped between its globe,
Shallow pools reflect in repeat
It’s all it sees now,
Dried up meadows,
During the summer rays,
The trees cool off,
Humid air rises on,
Delicate branches,
Made just for itself,
To wrap around,
And hang upside down,
Its world is all that it sees,
The trees between each other,
Leaving no far space in between,
Its world, the one, it is able to grasp.
https://poemtheart.com/embrace-of-the-canopy/
By Sarah Shahzad, July 2024
Aug 5, 2024
Aug 5, 2024 at 5:30 AM UTC
With the proceeds he bought the bank
the water company and computer halls
Modern Monopoly. He invested
in advanced filters and the internet
With a wink he kept his title
'Landlord'. Ah, the good old days
Now we are the owners, we pay
the subscriptions and pay off our debt
Things are going well, fewer members
are active, there is talk on the sidelines
and self-interested owners
collect proxies
The administrator acts
opportunistically and follows
the outside world
There is a call
for another system:
with so little involvement
a transfer of power will do -
blank until business is done
May 30, 2023
May 30, 2023 at 3:56 AM UTC
Today was a draft,
but tomorrow I will start --
a fresh piece of life.
Apr 28, 2023
Apr 28, 2023 at 3:31 AM UTC
Between a problem
and my actual action --
lies a nowhereland.
Feb 18, 2023
Feb 18, 2023 at 3:21 AM UTC