Answers
Through your smile and your eyes Something powerful Bananas perhaps? Something good A really good soul Even without words Through your smile and your eyes He becomes happy Through your… more
Through your smile and your eyes Something powerful Bananas perhaps? Something good A really good soul Even without words Through your smile and your eyes He becomes happy Through your… more
When you go places, where exactly do you go? Where do you lead your soul? Or does your soul lead you? Rush to where the waves swell and crash? Or… more
In the bright of the morning I ask, “Can we understand (hence love) something our minds can’t grasp?” The question evaporates and I return in the hardness of the wooden… more
Broken, undone, sniffed, shut down, disintegrated, shredded, brought down, shamed in the crowd, disregarded, left, centered, lied to, laid down, shifted weirdly, twisted into a guest not welcome, turned paranoid,… more
I sit. You sit beside me. You stand up, you leave. You sit. I sit beside you. I stand up, I leave. How is that possible? All we ever do… more
Figures of the past, forms of the future. What do you want from me? And I can’t because you’re complete, someone, complete stranger. We’re not deep, drowning in attachment which is easier.… more
Metamorphosis. I forgot the words needed to be written. Was there ever a need to write them down? Poet, space-gazer, also a star-gazer, grammarist, adviser, reader, listener, total stranger, lover,… more
In a cold, cold world I taste the summer from your breath There are larger things beyond ourselves. Let’s steal the moment under the tall, pine tree and give infinitely.… more
Tomorrow we will die and you might think it is a sad thing, but then I think it’s the most beautiful gift. We won’t waste time complaining and searching for… more
Sometimes, I mix realities with imaginations. I don’t know where I am when I wake up. It isn’t a dream the moment I open my eyes. Or was it a… more
Am I fearful?No.Am I fearful?No.Am I fearful?Maybe.Am I fearful?Maybe, maybe.Am I fearful?Yes. It’s painful, it’s shattering to admit. Your roar reaches my little ears as you flow your mighty waves… more
I sit nearby. I hear their feet rustling in the semi-darkness. And then they’re swallowed by the swift rumbling of the vehicle. I sense the entrance, the trespass of wind… more
When I heard I thought it was full blast absurd A part of your whole was hurt Pain was mutually shared Spot-on beyond the curve Your other parts gave birth… more
So let’s accept it. We will fade and belong to that yellowish background of blur. A new, tiny, delicate being will come burgeoning from the same origin as ours. There is… more
That weight belongs to the ground A pull beneath A drop from above Its tangible collapse Its invisible roar From the collapse is where the infinite grows We notice the… more
It feels like drowning. It feels like trapping the exhales. It feels automatic and sudden. It feels like the wind on my face, invisible but powerful. It feels dreamy. It… more
There are no boundsThere is no beliefTodayThere is only my divine breathNow sipping, dressing, wanderingMovements so familiar like fluid flowingTodayIt is another cry, another tryTo flyFor there are no boundsFor… more
Come out, come outInto the adventure that is todayPush your toes and sole insideThe rugged boots of your adolescencePedal up the heavenly wisdom of the presentThe shiny pavement invitesCome out,… more
She jumped from the edge of a cliff. She conquered scuba-diving and explored the underworld. Despite the brave acts, she doesn’t know how to swim. She learned once, or twice,… more
I ran and ran and ran Away I ran away from the fires and unceasing circles and poisonous noises I ran away til I exhausted my breath and my anger… more
Contradictions of what we say, how we feel, what we’re doing, how we wanted everything to be in the past, what the present is, where we wanted everything to be… more
I’m thinking that it’s that season again, when a beginning and an ending collide, when passions pile on top of each other, when they rage under the skin. I’m thinking… more
Swirling thoughts Just like the swirling clouds Let them pass Let us venture out Into the open Into the magic The everyday exchange Life Hold on Hold light As childlike… more
He held hands with the vastness. He could not grasp it for there is no middle, no handle, no security. He sweated profusely. His organs were not in their normal… more
Under the rain, four feet are parallel. Under the umbrella, two heads lean towards each other as the cold anchors its presence at nighttime. The symmetry is alive. The alignment,… more