"undistinguishable" poems
Oh, shrill lark, just breathe. You rage too well.
Seek no comfort in wretchedness.
Renounce the gossamer moon, curse starlight
with a breathless voice - if you must - but let love be.
As the saddest tale fades after telling,
undistinguishable kisses fade like dewdrops.
Seasons alter, you will love again and love better
laughing unabashed, at the memory of this gentle injury.
Aug 22, 2022
Aug 22, 2022 at 10:09 PM UTC
My favourite season is autumn
When the darkness starts to surround you
Like a comforting embrace across your entire existence
It's like when you take a bath
And the water temperature matches your body's
And you can't differentiate
Where the water starts
And where your skin ends
Like taking flight
That's what autumn is to me
The exterior darkness
Undistinguishable
To my internal void
My soul leaking from every pore
I exist everywhere and nowhere simultaneously
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 7:56 AM UTC
I wake
from dreams of you
like waves of the ocean
that break
upon the shore
a persistent feeling
of dissatisfaction
hovers quietly
above me
making no sound
but
always falling
always dripping
always coating me
so that every damp
footstep
I leave behind
reminds me
it will never leave me alone
the wetness
from my raincloud
and
the water
from the ocean of my dreams
become
the same liquid
that permeates my being
interchangeable
undistinguishable
from one another
tell me -
why do I dream
of disappointment?
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
Honey, it’s raining,
From the skies,
Big shiny drops,
Heavy
Make a loud plop
As they drop
I gaze out the window
My special one,
That I use
For time travel
This time,
I go back
25 years
Honey, it’s raining,
From your eyes,
Big salty drops,
Heavy
Make a loud plop
As they drop
Right on my heart
I hold you close
They disperse
Equally
On both of us
Mingling with the rain
Leaving a stain
So Indelible
Several washes
Couldn’t remove
Time erodes
Mighty rocks,
Changes courses
Of Mighty rivers,
We were destined
To hear
Each other
Speak again
Across
A chasm
Half way across
Our new world
To find
The stain erupt
A dormant volcano
Time could not silence
It’s raging in my ears,
Honey it’s raining,
From both our eyes,
Big sweet drops,
As we meet
At this time warp
Just lean across
Touch me
With Your hands
Your lips
Your eyes
Wipe my stain
Even as I wipe yours
With our memories
Same old Stories
Growing kids,
Spouses
Is it better
To have loved and lost
Than to have never loved at all?
Honey, it’s raining,
From the heavens,
Great big morsels,
Manna
That Soaks
Two hungry souls,
Eyes skyward
Open wide
With gratitude,
Silent in awe
Thanks lord,
Harsh thorny gates
Melt into vapor
We hold hands
Our spirits mingle
Bodies merge
Undistinguishable
Two rivulets
Turn to single
Silver Shard of ice,
Head bent
In thankful prayer
Dec 26, 2011
Dec 26, 2011 at 1:02 AM UTC
I WANT YOU TO LISTEN BEFORE YOU FEEL.
I
Congratulate
You.
...
I understand now
That I am not
and she is neither
and nor are you.
In Life
is Man,
Woman
and
Money.
And I am disgusted
with my own state of affairs.
I am a HYPOCRITE,
(YOU COULD BE WORSE )
that a rat that is not a part of a the race
has a better chance of virtue.
I am not unique but
part of the equation of nature
for a upon a time in history
I was a "FEATHERLESS BIPED"
just as a chicken awaiting
the process of
the roast.
YET
upon death and decay,
if I am not in history
as a statue to symbolise
immortality.
I
will no longer
be MAN
but a CREATURE
with bones undistinguishable from
my kind.
These words are of a man
man that has nothing
to him and his time
but a chance to reflect on life's
greatest EQUATION
of meaning.
These are the words of the man
that lives like dog
he dares to speak his mind
a man we question his existence and purpose
we call mad, insane and a savage.
His words will never shake you
if you question
WHY HE DARES TO SPEAK IF HE IS NOTHING?
Were you truly listening?
Question.
Would you lend an ear
to a
A man that lives like a dog
or
A Man that lives in concrete
bubble?
I want you to Think beyond the concrete bubble
you call safe.
MAN + WOMAN x MONEY(NATURE)=...............
whats your equation like?
©Hansmind, 2018
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 9:07 AM UTC
We drifted like unanchored ships,
Across the sea.
Soon you were just an undistinguishable shape on the horizon,
That I only knew through memory.
I did not know how the sea changed you,
And you did not know how it weathered me.
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 11:04 PM UTC
Move away with me,
a road trip;
never ending, always driving.
We'll make a home on the road
and watch the scenery through
rolled down windows.
Watch the world we left behind
as we continue beyond.
And, it's not running away, I promise you.
It is never closing our eyes as we make our way
forward through the blur of the life around us.
I'll watch over you as you rest through the dawn
in the backseat of my car.
Once the night descends over the horizon,
we can park on the edge of the earth and
observe as stars and city lights converge.
Undistinguishable; sky and earth a long awaited
reunion.
A metamorphosis of the divine and the sublime.
Baby, let's live our life on the roads;
let's be ahead of the time;
leaving young, living wild.
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
All alone, yet surrounded by so many
Faces watching faces without letting on that they peek
Thoughts that usually aren’t thought
bubble up through the mind.
As fleeting images flash by like a strobe light
Pictures into other people’s lives flit past
almost too quick for thought
A face is illuminated by recognition and
is kept animated by the familiar
The illumination dies and the face once again
resorts to its stoic politeness
The noise is undistinguishable from the chatter
I step down
Am briefly bathed in the pool of light allowed to follow me.
The doors close
And I am alone again.
Aug 24, 2010
Aug 24, 2010 at 8:43 AM UTC
She wears a sterling silver lie on her finger,
A Christmas gift, unintentionally leading her into Fraud,
months after the wrapping paper had been torn away.
Never gifted with piano fingers, hers pulsated with words waiting to pour through her pen
Having passed faith tests with flying colors, she looked at the rounded Christ less crucifix, Jesus replaced with fashionable jewels,
She believed it was a medal for coming out alive and in faith
Little did she know that the test was a mere three months away
Not unfamiliar with temptation,
She knew her weakness,
Knowing herself only to be human,
Seeing the ins and outs of her fragility,
Still pushing onward into hope,
Bordering on the suburban developed atheism, but always landing on the grassy faith.
But as one who was too old to be young forever, there was one whose failure
Would drag her out to the desert littered in nihilism.
She feared how at home she felt there,
Seeing her reflections not in any oasis, but in the land that once held such promise
But had been drained of breath and water
The dry ground being undistinguishable from her feet,
too tired to keep going, too broken to stay,
Ignoring that lone piece of metal, glaring from her fingers,
Being covered in the dried and drained land,
Hiding away the lie that was stuck to her,
Fingers swollen with the untapped sap,
Too thickened with sorrow to be drained easily,
Growing into her skin, scarring over,
Ingrown faith, digging itself under her skin,
Unavoidable metal in a desert so bleak,
A Medal that brought prior pride
Now a blood clot in vain of surviving.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 11:05 AM UTC
i made you live,
i'd killed you;
i'd been there.
i'd done that,
but you showed no remorse for your own accordance with my accolades.
and yet you've taken my own words against your own for disservice,
distance has been created from the anguished laugh you'd let out for a trembling break of the silence.
and as it broke down, realistically, you'd thought of what you'd learned from me,
and at last, i was used in reference, as in silence i brooded at your demeanor;
it was transparent and openly so; undistinguishable from the rest in its cleft.
this phenomena's gone on far longer than expected, and you've outlived your expectancy.
so, again, i'd killed you.
then i made you live.
and i'd been there;
you'd never done that.
Sep 28, 2012
Sep 28, 2012 at 4:58 AM UTC
winter is cold
the frost of your oxygen
leaving your mouth as you leave
the place you came from.
winter smells like hate
Bitter, sad, distasteful
winter looks like you.
So stiff, so still.
unrecognizable
undistinguishable
but I love it,
The way it looks on you
I love the way you look
Winter is cold, yes
but it somehow makes me think
deep thoughtful thoughts
And I love it
I love
winter.
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 11:46 PM UTC
a man in a dark suit stands in the shadows
and speaks words i will never understand
and he cries tears that leave maroon stains on your pale skin
skin that used to brush past mine
freckle to freckle, bruises and scars
and the man inches closer
leaving shadows in their place
his voice becoming more audible yet still undistinguishable
heart beats slow and this love turns lavender
like the face of another dead boy on the news
like her favorite color
or the walls in my first bedroom
and the man creeps forward again
strides matching the size of your lies
this time sun rays pour over him
revealing every detail of his physical state
but we all have secrets that aren't even exposed in the light
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 11:34 PM UTC
Between steps
her silence paces
ripples of a memory
keep me company.
And I swear at times
I can feel her hand clenching mine
snug deep in an overcoat pocket;
her breath sighing
into my ear
on the verge of uttering,
but words no longer live there
and
how our bodies pressed so close
our heartbeats were
undistinguishable
and everything rhymed.
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 5:15 PM UTC
This mind seems so power for the you I conjured in front of me looks so real we could breathe the same air
Every detail, carefully thought out
Every word spoken, left me mesmerised
Every action, I hung onto
Your imperfection unrecognisable to these blinded eyes
You inspired a me like no other, or rather forced a me like no other
For I lost control of thought and autonomy
I became a puppet at your disposal pulled by the string of the heart
A man that overflowing at your sight, one that would find a way to rip the oceans to reach you
A person that felt invincible, because this amour was made from the strongest of emotions and forged in the deepest of connection
How this faded soul yarns for the warmth once felt as our bodies contorted round each other
feeling like a incomplete puzzle till our picture came to life
You and I interlinked, our very fabric of being woven till were you began and I finished became undistinguishable
I infected by your laugh, replay that melody
To the point the way your lips curled and pressed together when you smiled is a living image etched
I remember the way your touch pulsating through me, turning skin tones vibrant
A reflection of the feeling manufactured only by you
Your moods flashed red and pink a blended hue all to well I knew
But now mine sits broken on blue
That human lays buried in the past, because the those words that poured from your mouth was to me you picking up your shovel and scattering the embers of us
each sentences uttered seemed like the very dirt tossed upon that human
I repeat the word human because no more would I be able to identify that version of myself
A being lost in the void of endless, all consuming heartache.
Sep 3, 2024
Sep 3, 2024 at 2:18 PM UTC