11/3/19 – Overwhelming Goodbye

When the final embrace was had,

And the last goodbye said,

What is left?

Enough love for a hundred peoples,

Causing a heartbreak shattering my oh-so fragile heart.

It tries to be strong,

Oh and it does it so well.

But there are the dark nights,

When there’s nothing left,

And my soul wishes for the pain to end.

Crying out in despair,

But without tears.

Shouting into the wind,

Without a voice.

New foundations will be built,

New hearts will be found.

But the heart longs for the now old foundations and relationships.

The new could not possibly compare,

The mind,

A hopeless pessimist in its self-destructive depression.

Without the others it cannot live on it thinks,

And the pain it would cause to abandon them all?

If it could all just end,

It would be-

No.

Stop.

Time Taken: 6 minutes

25/02/19 – Tiring Consciousness

His mask is a transparent nothing.

As the energy to transform it into a convincing disguise,

Is simply too much.

He is just so tired,

An eternal rest would not be enough.

All falling stars would be exhausted before his wish could be granted.

If only time could please wait.

The terrifying thought that he holds the power to grant his wish,

Though he knows once this mortal power is wielded,

There is no return.

No continuation.

Not for him.

Tears for the man would not dry up.

But the Earth keeps moving.

A seed,

A plant,

A tree,

A fire,

And so it goes.

He knows that this day too,

Will pass.

But that eventually the days do stop passing for him.

“Alas,

It won’t be today.”

The man ponders.

Tomorrow is a new day,

And there lies the chance for the best one yet.

Time Taken: 12 Minutes

18/02/19 – War of Self

Lethargy,

A creeping devil lying in wait.

Mind occupied with dreams,

Rest.

An awakening,

And the foreign entity with evil intent enters in to fill the void of dreams.

You should stay in bed today,

You can have your new beginning another day.

You don’t need nutrion for your body or soul.

You can trust me.

You wouldn’t lie to you,

Would you?

Time Taken: 9 Minutes

17/02/19 – Waking Up

Consistency is key.

Even on a day when life is tomato soup,

And I am a fork.

On a day when the comforts of an enticing bed are oh-so tempting,

And I am a warm cooked chicken in a wrap.

To throw off those blankets of shelter,

To clear the mind with a splash of cool water.

To live life and not waste away.

To live life,

And live another day.

Time Taken: 5 Minutes

16/02/19 – Roaring Beast

The earliest dawn,

But,

A chainsaw through my head.

Roaring beast with hearts for eyes,

To antagonize would mean death of civility.

Listening,

Watching,

Without a minute of rest.

Awakened for an era,

Seemingly ending,

Upon inevitable exhaustion.

Time Taken: 7 minutes

15/02/19 – Parties Meet

Initial intent of a lack of comfort,

Transforming into a passion shared.

Igniting conversation,

Breaking presumed silence.

An unhealthy exploration,

As a foreign indulgence is sought out.

The loosening of self,

Giving way to an unexpected enhancement of an existing happiness.

Thankfulness,

Hope,

And the beauty of the stars,

Are all that remain.

Time Taken: 10 minutes

14/02/19 – Aged Contentment

Old and frail with age,

But a living light in her eye.

An amazing awareness in a forgetful mind,

Of a life well lived.

Though it’s hard to walk,

Though it’s hard to remember,

She takes every day as it comes,

Until there are no more.

Time Taken: 3 Minutes

16/01/19 – Contentment

The soft carpet underneath my legs,

As I sit on the floor.

The wind gives the windows the occasional rattle,

As it wants attention too.

This dog,

Full of affection looks at me with hopeful eyes.

My hand moves along her soft fur,

As her eyes begin to close,

And she drifts off to sleep.

This trust,

This contentment.

It’s all I could ever wish for.

15/01/19 – The Pond

The two gold fish in a clear pond,

Swim in an eternal circle,

In an ever so passionate dance.

A lush green forest surrounds the body of water,

And lives off the energy radiating off the gold fish their love.

A brown deer grazes gently on one side of the pond without a worry in the world.

A frog’s croak can be heard above the sound of a placid breeze.

The bright sun shines down into the clearing,

As the trees allow it to touch the life inside.

But,

One day,

The rhythm of one fish,

Is off the beat of their hearts.

The frog’s croak is silenced as the wind rustling through the trees escalates in speed.

The trees grow out their branches,

And there is a slight darkness in the clearing.

The fish cease their dance,

Though one persists.

He swims,

Though he knows that the dance all thought eternal was only mortal.

The life is drained out of the trees,

As the once green leaves,

Full of life,

Turn to dust.

The frog and deer can only look on,

As one gold fish desperately tries to keep swimming.

But it is too late,

As he is alone,

In his pond of desolation.

Time Taken: 24 Minutes

Friend’s Blog: spokenincursive.blogspot.com

14/01/19 – Eulogy for a Love

What to do,

When her words are not “I do”.

Though it is not my love,

The impact of her words shake me to my core.

As there is no other way I know,

To handle this blessing of empathy.

To know that his last name,

Will not be hers.

Though it seemed ever so clear,

The condensation of lost love turns the future an impenetrable opaque.

When love is lost it should no longer be,

But to see this,

To see that it should not be,

A pain never felt personally.

But as I witness his sorrowful display,

I cannot help,

But write this eulogy,

For a love no longer had.

Time Taken: 13 Minutes

Friend’s Blog: spokenincursive.blogspot.com