#until
The thread thee warp
shadow shall shade so
as silken cradles fade though
So soothing that I
lost the rest soaring
Fool’s gold never seems to keep its shine
as if shiver sun ray never stray
until down it bends
until up it flicks
Naively flow with waves of velvet and thorn
not until finding them its own.
Tuned tile, aged alley, clouded cement,
welcome
wander the sunlight
setting feeble rose and blue
adorning tranquil ardent and alive
soothing sacred faint to find floods of glow
announcing alienated savage to shelter sprouts of soul
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 8:56 AM UTC
a bloom not I sniff on its wax
yet soap in its name.
Is chime an echo
shuttling between shores clenched and surfs wrinkled?
Forthcoming. Impending. Violating.
Could thou help me to say this?
that I was in out of my depth.
Over-night granola, Mixed-berry fizz, Planet-Traveler hues.
Could thou let me shelve vacancy?
that I’d be sobbing for its mess.
Signature Choco cake named here sole with latte all around globe
some taste brewed here sole.
How hot and heavy and hazy
this existence savors.
But—
there is Thank you, the simple words that turns us into lamplighters
who walk each other home, through the night never seems to end
fluxing, always, always. after all.
before all.
A beam of apathy.
Hithernay I lapse in the liquid fear
of drifting afar from all flowed through me, a terrifying truth
that strikes, falters, and aches.
On shaft of daylight I look fine
but look behind my eyes, everything
is new until it’s old.
An osmosis of remembrance wafts across the lake frozen
I gazed tears streaming down its face
and was told: every metamorphosis a co-passenger brought you
continues the voyage with you on behalf of him.
Would I get over it?
Anon I find the galactic city model of the mind
too cold to defy
as I expend three minutes hesitating shall I do it or not
that could be done within the three minutes
so it’s left undone, with an ongoing groan.
I yearn for rationality is too spiny and messy and illusory
like a broadcast of self-deed that never ever pitch a well guess.
But—
nothing come decipherable until I seek
to return with hands empty of dictions indecipherable.
I love the debris of word that I don’t understand, that
I build brick by brick.
Euphoria stumbles in what is
and what isn’t here.
Chimeric.
This time, at ease I walk into the place scrawled by unfamiliarity
of all kinds, giddy, amorphous, variegated,
not without my muse.
Hovering, the Wayfinder exhales
an attuning overture,
an astringent taste of cacophony.
“Free is the feeling they can’t take from thee.”
a rustle not I shivered in
yet took a leap towards.
Through the bullet-spiked walls of unseen wars
analogy hums a thousand suns
as warriors bury a thousand letters.
Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 2:11 PM UTC
"With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow@With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
**Let me forget about
today until tomorrow**"
lyric, Mr Tambourine Man,
Bob Dylan
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Rebel troubadour, always resrless, asking the obvious,
with answers readily apparent,
yet no one knows them out loud
Here we are,
two old Jews,
crossing paths at our shared six point star,
we aware, we know, that the
questions will likely be there tomorrow,'for they
have always there come the morn,
so we do not raise our voices anymore,
indeed,
the questions grow up best when asked softly softly,
and the answers,
blowing in the wind,
are clearest, sharpest obvious when
whispered,
So,
~forget about today till tomorrow,
until tomorrow comes no more~
And is this an only love poem?
To be sure,
Be sure.
For only love is the bridge between yesterday,
Today, and Tomorrow,
No matter what!
Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 9:31 AM UTC
Until my voice shrivels up,
Until what breaks me is induced to make me,
Until I find gratitude in discomfort,
Until there is a cease to this fuel
cursed to burn forever,
In envy and greed,
Until a salivation is unearthed,
Until the trees dance and harmonize to my broken tune,
Until hope is found,
Until I am not a mere whisper that dies on the tongue,
Until in all hope lost a purpose is found ,
Until I no longer wish to die in solitude,
Until I question the reason to sing this medieval tale,
Until I halt and shatter and melt away,
I must sing this ancient song.
Oct 4, 2024
Oct 4, 2024 at 3:56 PM UTC
Until the last day ...
let me sneak ...
between your lips ...
as every morning ...
your coffee do ...
to run happily ...
while i'm diving ...
within your honey lips ...
traveling with all your veins ...
until i reach the most sweet place ...
where i dream always to be there ...
to stay inside your heart forever ...
and never to leave ...
let me sweetheart ...
house your heart ...
and all of you ...
until i get ...
the last day ...
of my life ...
while i'm keep ...
with every second ...
loving you ...
hazem al ...
Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 4:40 AM UTC
In the American justice system
there’s no such thing as an “open and shut case”
unless the defendant has no money.
Aug 16, 2021
Aug 16, 2021 at 5:56 PM UTC
Did you read today’s news?
Ah! It’s making me so confused.
We have been already living the blues.
And now they say
...no April Fool’s Day!!
I’d thought we could all use some fun.
But Alas! We’ve been asked to shun.
Coronavirus has left us spun.
What do you say, anyone??
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 11:47 AM UTC
I want to be consumed in every breath you take
I want to stay in every beat of your heart
I want to live in your eyes
You made me immortal my love
The eternity is mine
If you are with me until the end of time
Jan 20, 2020
Jan 20, 2020 at 2:53 AM UTC
I'm a million miles away
In dreams that haunt me
Even when I'm awake
I look at your pictures everyday
I can't seem forget your face
My heart is lost and in disarray
Is that you on the crowded avenue?
I look for you everywhere I go
How come it's never really you?
It's so difficult to live again
In a world that you're no longer in
But I still believe in miracles
Someday the world will end
I'm still learning to smile again
But not ready for love to begin
I wanted to believe in a miracle
I'm waiting for the world to end
I don't want you to fade away
I know you didn't want to leave
You fought so very hard to stay
If I could just stop dreaming
I could carry on without you
Your name I can't stop screaming
I barely manage to push through
But I can never stop loving you
And I honestly don't ever want to
I'm learning to love again
But it's hidden deep within
I still believe life is beautiful
Until this cruel world ends
I'm learning to smile again
I know you would want me to
I'm still waiting for life to begin
I know you don't want me lonely
But I will never stop loving you
You were always my one and only
I'm learning to live again
It's still hard to comprehend
I'll always believe in miracles
Until the world ends
Maybe we'll reunite in another life
I know we'll someday meet again
Perhaps it'll be when my life is over
I'll have to wait until the world ends
© 2020 Michael Messinger(All rights reserved)
Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 5:45 PM UTC
I saw you on an island
And I try to remember,
“you” and “me"
submerging privacy
Until then
I will build global privacy.
to walk in there
and Love you, All.
I will
secure check by
digital-certs at endpoints
before proceeding
lasting memories
the way it should be!
Nov 8, 2019
Nov 8, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
until(citizen = listening OR died){
citizen.manipulate();
}
Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 1:14 PM UTC
XXX>>>>>FINE<<<<<<XXX
XXX>>>>>UNTIL<<<<<XXX
XXX>>>>>NOW<<<<<XXX
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 1:49 PM UTC
What can the words
tell of love?
Until it's found
heart to heart.
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 12:57 PM UTC
i see it in your eyes
the way they falter
as my gaze
brushes along your face
i hear the crack
in your voice
your forced smile
breaks my heart
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 2:48 AM UTC
Until you've been arrested
And spent endless days in jail
And walked a hundred miles
Without ever leaving your cell
Until you've lost your family
And you're utterly alone
You try to seek comfort
Realizing it was left at home
Until you've faced the judge
And entered your guilty plea
And you've heard the words of judgement
That you won't be going free
Until your days turn into months
And months turn into years
You lie awake at night
Shedding endless tears
Until you've lost all hope
And every dream you ever had
You fight to keep your sanity
And fear that you'll go mad
Until you've gone through all these things
And lost all human will
How can you look at me and say
You know just how I feel?
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
I’ve been a ghost
For some time now
I didn’t realize it
With the lights out
It was less dangerous
Like he said it would be
It wasn’t painless
The way they said it would be
Falling free
I can’t hear my cell phone ring
Whenever they’re calling me
So more transparent than pale
Just like the ale
That always reminds you of me
Falling free
I fall in deep
No one can see me but you
And you’re all I see
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 5:59 AM UTC
If each half of the duo is to the other a “soul-mate”,
How can death separate
A bond between souls that are not susceptible to biodegradation?
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
Until when will I wait?
Until when will I suffer?
Until when will I long?
Until when will I seek?
Until when should I lock myself up?
Until when will I long for the warmth?
Until when should I feel dead inside?
Until when should I walk alone in this life?
Until when should my heart be hard as stone?
Until when do I have to wait for someone to chisel it?
Until when will the winter of my life last?
Until when do I stay just to see you at last?
Until when do I have to suffer lonely nights?
Until when will I wake up in a cold, empty bed?
Until when will I feel anxious about a single's lifetime?
Until when will I fear connecting to someone else's life?
Until when do we have to wait?
Until when do we have to suffer?
Until when 'til I see your face?
Until when 'til I hold your hands?
Until when do I just see you in my dreams?
Until when 'til I see you in my reality?
Until when 'til we finally meet?
Until when 'til we passionately love?
Until when will I be alone?
Until when will I be isolated?
Until when will my emotions be suppressed?
Until when 'til I finally bask in your embrace?
I am stuck here..
Waiting for you..
Are you stuck somewhere else too?
If so, then tell me how to find you..
And if Fate blesses this search..
If the gods open the path which leads to you..
I'll never ever let go of you..
So tell me..
Until when 'til I find you?
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
sinister concatenation pairs us
with surreal morgue aisle
broken lives rent asunder
from fanatics hell bent with bile
of poison spewing forth ********
up the moral compass dial
upending amity, comity,
excitability with ferocity,
hostility, indelibly, indubitably,
inexorably hissing illogic jabber
wocky justifiably linking extremist
deadly credos bred among western nations
indicting pursuit of life, liberty
and happiness wreaking deliberate havoc
awash with crimson tide of blood –
dead set to jam the life lock
viz Leviathan of personal freedoms
bespoken via vernacular,
where secular westerners
framed to mock,
where extremist storied devout
die hard believers dislike rock
and roll of altruism, capitalism,
liberalism, thus apply shell shock
tactics sans terroristic tactics
with bombs silently tick tock
inevitably heightening security
forcing ordinary citizens
to be on high alert
watchful even at slightest com
ment, perhaps even accidental curt
commentary invoking immediate
military forces swoop down and exert
overpowering force donned
with ammunition belt bristling girt
affecting innocence abroad and
native population to freeze
and become inert
casting dark silhouettes against
autumnal reign of light
where Mithraism plays out
with immensely brutal might
blotting out the radiance
of heavenly bliss affording active night
life to become shuttered
as cruel carnival masquerade
pits pagan plight
against the jagged
scrimmage line quite
arbitrarily drawn by maniacal foes
for freedom trammel the right
to own democratic stance –
for Jihadist Johnny come lately
find a slight
lampooned their sacred
Islamic catechism inducing tight
grip on Allah to fuel vengeance
for intimated transgressions
that doth in vite
which violent polemics purpose
fully shear the very fiber of peace
pronounced with especial
arduousness come holiday time
foisting a crease
along the fabric of westernization –
whereby founding fathers did grease
the figurative wheels of con
com it ant moist meaty lifestyle
to experience strangulation
from an invisible death knell lease.
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 1:13 AM UTC