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Tag: Poetic

Depleted

Summer sunshine, unable to brighten this darkened room. I am listening to the muffled breathing. My battery died, I’m unable to provide the time. Hope is unable to restore the […]

Context

For so long, I did not understand the resentment. I thought my efforts to improve appeared subtle, so I worked hard to make them prominent. You only noticed the flaws; […]

Pending

Leadership is an absent trait. Someone said, there are things more important than dying. Wealth is an addiction. Reports of victory exaggerated. They’ve corrupted the formula, and something ominous looms […]

Disturbance

A crisis is a catalyst for disruption. Disaster leads to the acceleration of change. Do you feel that? Our homes are still shaking. We bargain with broken scales. The sand […]

Unity

We waited patiently. Our minds fed in solitude, our hearts emptied into the void. We heard the message—our souls for solidarity. The equitable exchange, we accepted the lie.

Placebo

There is no cure for this tragic circumstance. Cover your words. The treatment comes in a mysterious vial. It helps the fine linen on your lips. Something is better than […]

Desperation

We were free to go wherever we chose, without restrictions, until the 21st century. Fear and death came from the sky; then, we gave away our privacy for security – […]

Liberty

The notion of simplicity is complicity in nature. We cannot contest what we cannot see. Now, life teeters on a mandate. In sickness and in health, we wear the mark. […]

New Normal

Politicians gave us the plague and broke our economy—a new population of the sick and the shut-in. The language of fear changed from ‘unprecedented’ to ‘asymptomatic.’ We should have sold […]

Damaged Days

I lie awake at night, unable to sleep. I have never felt the weight of chaos this immensely, so much time wasted in isolation. Now, I’m waist-deep in tragedy; the […]

Invisible

Words distract our intelligence to obscure what is shown. Everything is sleight of hand. They are not wearing any clothes.

Measured

I am fixated on a situation from long ago. That moment has become the standard of measure. Balance of thought consumed by the trauma. The scale unfairly weighs.

Behind Me

I struggle to sleep. Relaxation and empty thoughts are what I need. I want to dream again. I wander across the moments in my journal, looking for the turning point […]

20-20

I watched the dawn with optimism — my hope for sunny days laid out in my dreams. I can feel my spirit contradict my desires because the world’s touch is […]

Norms

Bad days. Chaos polluting my air. Anxiety restricting my common sense. I am hoping for the better, fighting to prevent the worse.

Midnight

Sanity is slipping — an urge to be unseen — wishes cast into an empty well