Why cry? When you can laugh.
Jollied Time itself.
Seconds still sway on.
Present moments-
speak the only truth.
For the past is a fickle duel-
between a rose tinted haze.
The future is dream.
An ever present memory.
Tag: thoughts
presently perplexing…
A dull reflection of our past-
trickles down the spine-
pools of doubt and chaos-
accumulates below.
Truth and wisdom muffled out.
Devils tongue-
manipulating minds
A dull reflection-
presently perplexing.
motivation #1
Every little moment you have to yourself. Make it a moment for yourself. -TLEofCassie
salt & sand
Salt tangled hair-
damp bathers cling against skin.
The seat-belts metal tongue leaves a scalding imprint.
Grains of sand dabble throughout the car.
Bare feet scatter across sun drenched asphalt.
Fish and chips linger within the ocean breeze.
Seagulls beg and pine for a chip or two.
Ice-cream seeps along sunburnt arms.
Sun shies away upon the horizon.
Such a day comes to an end-
as the waves calm towards the night.
sculpted civilisation
Chiselled sculptures-
cracked faces.
Crowded channels.
Fallen fragments-
of what was.
Occupied scenarios-
unsolicited control.
Foundations cracked.
Faded faces.
Fragmented times.
picture/ perfect/memories
Picture perfect memories-
shrouded static-
encompassed-
fragments.
Empty-
voices.
Muffled-
sounds.
Fading-
always.
Picture perfect memories?
solidify
Slow thoughts-
pondering mind.
Eyes closed-
heart open-
soul speaks-
inner secrets-
creep on through-
self aware cracks.
Solidifying-
into-
a though exterior.
Her Feet
She looked at her feet-
graciously she thanked them-
for these feet-
her feet.
Have kept her steady and strong-
for all she has seen-
for all the heart ache she has felt.
These feet-
her feet-
have guided her through-
the labyrinths of life.
urchin metaphor
Here we go again-
around the Merry-go-round.
Repetitive, repetition.
Doors shut tight.
Curtains drawn shut.
No joyous sounds around.
No freedom out-and-about.
Timed.
Tired hearts-
empty company.
Let’s all hope.
Such is hope?
Untitled
Illusions canvas the mind-
misdirection from every direction-
common beings foe.
Fact and words-
trigger the triggered.
Hopefully hopeless.
Tragically tragic.
TLEofCassie 