We start with great intentions.
But wobble around
Over and over again
Feeling inadequate
Feeling hopeless.
There are things we would like to change,
But very often than not we fall Short of our dreams & hopes.
Oh! What could be the reason?
......
I sometimes dream I am a caterpillar
who forgets to grow into a butterfly.
I burrow into leaves, breaking through their delicate venation.
I funnel my uncinate feet through curling petals,
I glide through the pungent weeds of uncertainty
and hang from gossamer threads of doubt.
I sometimes dream I am a caterpillar
blending into the mossy greens growing on decaying walls,
lost in the intricate forest and counting the unseen stars,
......
I don’t know what love is,
I don’t know how it feels.
Is it wanting your lips on mine?
Or is it something more real?
I’m confused,
I’m blowing this out of proportion.
It’s like I’ve never met anybody else,
Oh, god I’m so desperate.
Waiting for hours on end,
Consumed by my so-called fantasy.
......
The whirlwind
The whirl wind,
I figured would be a natural disaster
sweeping across homes, disrupting the eco system
An occurrence that gives no time to breathe
To feel, to think and then live.
I saw the flames, the spiraling motion of the wind
I walked right into it.
can't hurt, won't hurt.
......
It’s not even about missing you.
It’s about having to remember
how fast and sudden you switched up,
and how horrible it made me feel.
One day you flipped,
you were sad and miserable,
you didn’t even want to be around me.
I don’t know what I did because you never told me.
You left me so confused and alone
......
It’s not even about missing you.
It’s about having to remember
how fast and sudden you switched up,
and how horrible it made me feel.
One day you flipped,
you were sad and miserable,
you didn’t even want to be around me.
I don’t know what I did because you never told me.
You left me so confused and alone
......
We start with great intentions.
But wobble around
Over and over again
Feeling inadequate
Feeling hopeless.
There are things we would like to change,
But very often than not we fall Short of our dreams & hopes.
Oh! What could be the reason?
......
Amateur associates amass along adjudicated
battlefields, brandishing boldened bayonets and
ceremoniously ceasing cessation of contentedness.
Directors dispatch the distinguished duty:
“Erase the entire entitled empire!”
Fire falls ferociously upon fiefs of feudal foes,
guilds of gilded ghosts greedily grasp to the
hollow hope of “humanity’s” harmony.
Inept intellectuals irregularly interject as
judge, jury, and justifiers, jovially joining
......
I sometimes dream I am a caterpillar
who forgets to grow into a butterfly.
I burrow into leaves, breaking through their delicate venation.
I funnel my uncinate feet through curling petals,
I glide through the pungent weeds of uncertainty
and hang from gossamer threads of doubt.
I sometimes dream I am a caterpillar
blending into the mossy greens growing on decaying walls,
lost in the intricate forest and counting the unseen stars,
......
The whirlwind
The whirl wind,
I figured would be a natural disaster
sweeping across homes, disrupting the eco system
An occurrence that gives no time to breathe
To feel, to think and then live.
I saw the flames, the spiraling motion of the wind
I walked right into it.
can't hurt, won't hurt.
......