And wound up like a bug on a windscreen.
And after impact, it doesn't matter what you were
A beautiful butterfly, a stinging bee or a pathetic dung beetle...
Its all just a mess in the end.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Windy Smiles
She had never cared for the wind in her hair before. She had always felt it a chaotic mess with her hair blowing in and out of her face. But today...today it made her feel free. She smiled to herself as the wind blew her hair across her lips and she felt no need to brush her hand along her cheek to move it away. Standing outside her first house, she couldn't believe the day had finally come, the day of freedom. She knew it came with great responsibility, but today, that could wait...
She slowly went inside,smiling and even chuckling as that inviting wind added to her happiness.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Cloudy Words in the Wind
Letters scrawled across the page
Ideas printed on paper
Thoughts pieced together on parchment
Dreams expanded to writing...
Yet the words do not flow
The brilliance cannot come.
Hidden in the shadows of the mind
The insane shows not its face
Thursday, March 1, 2012
A Step Away
In an emotionless world...
In a fearless world...
Without hope, with no worries
Without love, with no tears
No cares, no sleepless nights
No goodbyes, no hunger
With these nothings out of the way,
What shall stand before us,
What, in our path, shall lie?
Yet without emotions
Without fears, hope, love
With no fears nor cares
Without those sleepless nights...
Why would we still desire these paths?
Emotions carry, fears drive
Hope supports, love comforts
And caring nurtures
Without these, what shall we become?
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