Some call it karma While some call it fate Divine intervention - All terms that I hate We're not simply acting As a deity dictates Life is not just some ride That we cannot escape We're not stuck on a path From which we can't deviate Our lives are not set in stone The future… Continue reading untitled – something about fate
Tag: poetry
Almost
You almost had me beat Made me think I would never stand again On my own two feet You almost won this fight Had me on the ropes Cowering against the blows Landing left and right I was almost counted out Flat out on the canvas To continue would be madness The referee… Continue reading Almost
We Are But Glass
We are but glass Forged In the fires Of passion And fashioned With care We are but glass Molded Into different shapes Sizes And colours We are but glass And we all break The same Response to the Word of the Day Challenge prompt: glass
The Invisible Cage
Each year it comes; An anniversary Awakening The memory Of desperate times And misery An airless bubble Suffocating me A cage that no-one Else can see From which I still fight To be set free Invisible To all but me Response to the Word of the Day Challenge prompts: desperate, anniversary & bubble
Jitters
I'm feeling jittery Becoming rather fidgety Feet are getting twitchy My brain is kinda itchy Need to scratch it Or detach it I don't care Just make it stop Response to the Word of the Day Challenge prompt: jittery Not sure if these jitters are caused by too much caffeine, or not enough.
Through the Darkness
For years I stumbled Through the darkness Of the abyss Pursued by monsters And demons I never saw them I only heard them Sometimes I prayed that they only figments Of my own imagination Other times I prayed that they were real And often I'd wonder Did they ever ask the same of me? … Continue reading Through the Darkness
The Real Deal
We strive to validate And justify For fear our worth Is just a lie Always careful Ever watchful Of the value We assume Ourselves to hold But knockoffs Are never worth As much As the real deal So be you Only you Genuine Authentic Original The real deal Response to the Word… Continue reading The Real Deal
The Fortune Teller
One day at the Carnival I peeked inside the Fortune Teller's stall She sat head bowed Dressed in rags Hands resting on her crystal ball Her whispered voice Cut through the haze And background noise "Every future is known to me, Love, death, your destiny. For just one dollar you too can see What… Continue reading The Fortune Teller
untitled poem – something about anxiety
Excessive self analysing Serious misgivings Forever second guessing Every action, every word Confronted by Insurmountable walls of fear Blocking me Every way I turn But I don't even know What I am terrified of I have nothing to fear Nothing to lose No money, no fame Neither popular nor cool But still I am scared… Continue reading untitled poem – something about anxiety
Citizen of Darkness
A frisson of excitement Frees me If only for a moment From the prison I too often Find myself inside Barely able to function Forced to suffer The pains of yesterday How did I ever get this way? No longer living I survive Having lost all zest for life A citizen of Darkness Since I was… Continue reading Citizen of Darkness
