It's dark
So dark
Mad and angry
A solitary cruel
Civilization where nobody
Cares nobody pays
Intrest for the lives
Of the hopeless
Or the needed.
The simple
Drive for the complex
Ideas of perfection
In which we crave
Is so prominent
Like an eched image
In our simply geared minds
Those gears only turn
One way
Not bothering to look
Back at the others
Who are perfect
For living
Without that
Selfishness

a.s.

her smile makes you want to know her more
her eyes draw you in to her world
her gentile touch soothe your aching heart
and her voice forever eched in your mind

the aura that surronds her, draws you in
a soft glow, yet a feeling of love everlasting
her movments are smooth and true
like the perfect poem

laying next to me, i hear the rhythm of her breath
timely in beat, soothing to the soul
her eyes draw you into her world
her smile makes you want to know her more

I hate her.  
I hate how her smile is eched into my memory.
I hate how her laugh still reverberates throughout my soul.
I hate that after all the pain all I want to do is hold her.
I hate her... because I still love her.

Like pebbles thrown into the water, we cause ripples in the universe that birthed us.

Upon the beach we are amongst other pebbles that have collided with the shore.

We are weathered and blown, scars are visible and wrinkles are experiences eched into our skin.

On a breath and a heartbeat we came naked into this world, and we leave the same but we leave behind our memories and footprints from our human experience.

Bones and hair are laying below the stones.

We live, grow, and die.

Fair will, until the end.

We will meet again at the gates of the heavenly saints. Amen...

©️ 2023 By Amanda Shelton