Poem – Page 7 – My Tales Within

The pot

A crackFrom a fallWidening deeperdisintegrating the potTill only mud remainedAnd then I knewMud it wasOnlyPot was builtBy two hands, Not onecrafted by care Bound by loveAnd it was builtNot bought

My job is doneI am now to wither To merge with the soilAnd feed the netherFrom my nectar Will rise the nextDrawn to me They did the restMy colour is lostthat was me indeedI am not gleaming in the sunI am in the depths, buried I am withering awayYet I am completeI am not theContinue reading “I am the seed”

Bad dream

Have you ever had a bad dream, that wakes you up sweaty, and then it lingers in a fuzzy way? And scared to even fall asleep. So you stay awake… Staring at the dark…. Bad dreamPlays out Tormentsbehind the closed eyesCold Sweat on the browand a pounding heartThat almost diedWoke up relievedIt was unrealmade upContinue reading “Bad dream”

Still, in the storm

In the storm, two leavesTossed around MercilesslyAfraid of chaosLonely, hurt and uncertainBlown away to the nowhere Then in a momentIn a miraculous actThey lock togetherSwirling and dancing as onestill, together, forever In the eye of stormSwirling melodiouslyThe storm meant no threatEverything stood still and watchedOnly Song they heard, not roar

A hug too late

The hugToo lateHeld backBy false prideOne chance was lostBy meThe secondThe fate deniedStony face I satWhile I melted withinInsideEyes welledBut the tears had driedRegret weighed on my heartUnseen I cried #whatdoyousee #WDYS

The tech leap would be fun, Right?

How has technology changed your job? Ink driedthe scribble on paper and it made senseonce I read a little later Fingers typedand the screen blinkedwords appeared as the glowing pixels linked speaking wordsthe blank screen heardreproducing faithfullyin the font preferred A thoughtis all that it takesto conjure a wishand the magic it creates I noContinue reading “The tech leap would be fun, Right?”

RIP

We cry Selfishly In a fake grief For he is released out in the blissful sky Flying free Beyond the breathing Beyond the worlds

Limitless like sky

SwimmingFrantically Trying to stay the courseRoaring watersHave a plana set path, in store flapping handsflailing legskeep me afloatthere are no oarsno sailno boat onwardstowards the fallto the eventual endavoiding a boulderbarely navigatingthe gruesome bend you may survivebut finallyyou will fallno matterwhat you trya fate you can’t stall that’s if you keep swimmingtrying to stay afloatscreamingContinue reading “Limitless like sky”

I stayed with yesterday

I said goodbye to yesterdayIt stayed backin the past with it stayed backmy clinging,grieving part it was goodtill it lastedthen at midnightit became, today I moved onever changingnow I am todaythen I was yesterday

A new eye, that can see a song

I need a new eyean inverted one Perhapsto see what I see notI need a new eyean unveiled one perhaps to seeBeyond the taught I need the eyeThat sees everything I need an eyeThat needs no thoughtThen I will close my eyesAnd I see it clearWith none of the coloursAnd without a fearThen I willContinue reading “A new eye, that can see a song”