That Power You Lost

i haven't got that power any more my words and structure, broken like old scissors. blunt as texts to an old friend Awkward and shy you try really hard but you can't see where you're going wrong. Open, roads busy. bus rides home, you sleep heavy wanting that spark to come back without needing a …

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People-Paper-Chain

Imagine a child's People-paper-chain... A stencil-drawing that's Cut-out, and presented; Proudly created. Faces drawn onto the People-paper-chain, Representing friends- With smiling faces, Joining hands. But I considered- Myself, as that one Friend, who was only Half involved... Half-faced And one hand, being held. As weightless as a People-paper-chain, Was the mass of effort- Put in, …

Unstable Atom

Sometimes I feel small, As if I've been broken down; Isolated into a single ball, Made of unknown elements- Heavy like Iron, or Hydrogen, Yet I'm drowning in them. The substance, Magnesium, Would be much better-suited, To feeling closely related to- My intoxication of mixed liquids. When scaled to the whole Universe, My existence could …

Watercoloured Tears

Soft pencils, Drawing stencils Like rose petals, Gently curve Spirals around your eyes. Green and blue- Watercolour blends As tear drops fall, Infecting the markings On the blank page. Spreading like wildfire Shooting arrows; With blazes and embers Left cold behind them, Brighter than the Creator. Tears so gentle Yet so empowering; Conflicting another world …

The Hourglass

Time, is the only forbidden place . Is it somewhere or something? It's protected from within- The means of living, Until your time is up- Inevitably. Your passion to find- The answers trapped inside, Of the Hourglass, you struggle- Comprehend precious minutes left? But do not care so much for it, Time.