Unbearable

Thinking back through my lifeUnbearable experiences arise.Their memories jaded,Truth lost to the ages.No way to clarifyWhat I saw with my eyes,Only truth that remainsIs that I'm depressed again.Thinking to the end of my lifeUnbearable compassion must arise.Tomorrow's life is unlikelyTo awake alive but never lively.To my futureI will tutorReminders of the past.Keep rememberingThe sufferingOld age … Continue reading Unbearable →

Father of Grief

A long time ago a friend once saidthat his whole reason for living was to not be dead.

Celestial Logophiles in the Enigmatic Epoch

An eerie park wooded area is blathered in alien light, humanity's shadow haunts it's history

Writers craft the story,Their initial narrative veils the origin's glory.Be it vivid dreams of distant scenes,Or something near and gory.Their reality intertwines with others' prose,Their dreams shape your reality.My dream, tranquil and serene,Excitement sparked by what's truly profound.The distant ray forever stays,Like savings, ceaselessly growing.The riches of the mind are always discoveredIn the kindness from … Continue reading Celestial Logophiles in the Enigmatic Epoch →