#untimely
We’re raised to believe that finishing is what gives life value,
This constant need to arrive, the need to complete,
When death comes and leaves things undone anyway.
Death creates a spectacle of finitude, how impromptu it can be.
But there is no such thing as an untimely death-
It simply happens, just the way it does.
And LIFE, life does not just disappear after.
It redistributes to everyone left behind,
Into how they think, how they choose, love, and question.
Death is just death- The most natural, human truth there is.
But no, it does not erase effort; it only exposes the lie
That completion was ever the point.
— fir.m
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 7:29 PM UTC
Two beautiful people
Under a moon lit sky
A stream of tears
That leave the eye
Some call it a tragedy
Some call it a master piece
Whatever it is
It's something untimely
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 8:22 PM UTC
I had almost forgotten,
The lines between the lines,
Details in dreary designs,
Perpetual persistent patterns,
Relentlessly resilient repetitions.
Why would you come now?
To remind, reminisce or read,
Reckless racks of reads.
All- knowing knocking knight,
A random reckoning recites.
What are these questions?
You ask, alter and annoint,
These dreadful death dreams,
And plough out pangs of pain,
Of a wilted and withered world.
Can't allow this anymore,
Lose this loathful lust of yours,
That belittles my boistrous being,
Paint a pretty picture please,
Let go and leave, one last time.
I live in a different universe,
Of my wonderful whimsical wishes,
Floating over my fantastic fairy tale,
Never nitpicking the neverending nows,
The happy hopeful and happening hows.
May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
#*Little that I know
that I was lost when
I could find no one around
To seek within me took lot of time
And the song that I listened too,
Over and over again
I came to know that
the singer had died.
It was shocking to me
When it came to light!
The tunnel seemed
unexpectedly too long
Expected to be patiently impatient
For the things I have never known.
Now I stand still
Let me know
Let me take the lead
And fear no more
Let me be me
To see how it goes
No more hestisation
Let me fall into the unknown ocean
And reveal it into splishes
and splashes
And enjoy the waves
As it goes!*#
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC
Lips slightly parted like two mountains
forever separated by a deep valley
As you bring the cancer stick to your
lips with such grace it almost beautiful
But really what beauty is there in a slow
self-destruction?
Deep breaths of air mixed with
tragic suicide enters your lungs,
A breath of escape or relaxation is
what you call it; a breath of death is the reality.
Breathing out, the smoke escapes your
lungs in strings of grey like the clouds in the sky,
Dissipating leaving no trace of the destruction it caused.
Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
Livin with just a little time
Left up inside the hourglass
Lonely upon my mantle
Within this lonely habitat
I haven't left for days
I haven't seen the sun since
Through the ground I saw your face
Dying within the dying light
Of the candlelight on the balcony
Receding split second in duress
To the fantasies and the dreams
Good dreams, gone nowhere
I haven't slept for years
I haven't felt touch since
Under soil I saw your face
Covered in ivy climbing
My spinal column
For debt I accrue
My interest
Is highly marked
I'm involved to the cusp of
Breaking mentally
I want heat
I want ******* sleep
Untimely
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC