Category: poem

poem

love sync

i haven’t seen you in weeks
so i decided to walk the streets
to get you off my mind
only for me to find

these

synchronized lovers in the snow
everywhere i go
synchronized lovers in the snow
where do i go

no matter where i look
at the park, near the brook
spread around town
it just puts me down,

seeing the

synchronized lovers in the snow
everywhere i go
synchronized lovers in the snow
where do i go

as i tread back to my home
softly crying alone
i just raise my eyes to see
no one hears my plea

to stop these

synchronized lovers in the snow
everywhere i go
synchronized lovers in the snow
where do i go

synchronized lovers in the snow
everywhere i go
synchronized lovers in the snow
where do i go
far away
far away
from the winter here

downfall

when the snow falls
the slate
is not wiped clean

whatever was
becomes hidden
covered by layers

autumn death
caressed
from the skies

unsightly remains
transition to
clean white shapes

the beauty hides
displeasure
with lies

cold winds
become
a tradeoff

peace of mind
pleasure
in perception

when the spring
introduces
warm rains

some truths
become lost
in the thaw

while strong
truths
reveal themselves

after months of secrecy

liminality

would i be more like myself
if i knew who that was
not just in automatic
letting life dictate itself
if i took control
set plans in motion
spun the gears by hand
allowed the effort
not to be wasted
troubled minds aside
to be someone

have i grown too comfortable
with the status quo
to even release myself
from the grip of satisfaction
of lower tiers
or out of fear
will i be able to revel
after years of conformity
does my body have the strength
my mind the aptitude
to wake up

does the time have to pass
from days, months, years
for me to see
what the future holds
if i command it
a plan commencing
to be followed through
as i age hourly
this vessel of my soul
eagerly pining
from the loss to gain

ailment

there is a weight
behind your eyes

at the base of your skull
lies a constant pressure

pushing the lump
in your throat

as your skin
begins to itch

while you grind
the bottom row of teeth

your mind follows through
bogged down with confusion

could there be a remedy
though a dosage may be fatal

drain you of spirit
set aside time

let your chest collapse
let it fall into mine

albedo

to many, the winter brings dread
cold winds with constant flurries
delays of distractions

but at night
the winter gives back
an ilumination in the dark

light refractions
filling voids
bringing secrets to vision

all kept from other seasons
a true beam that reveals
what has always been there

like gaining a new sense
learning an old truth
regaining peace

how cruel it is
that it comes quickly
leaving just as so

do you long
again
for days of rain, sun, and death

let us take comfort
in these days
where the snow shines

in the dark sky