Writing Life
Hope and fear intertwine Caught midtsep Awaiting further instruction Can I place my bet? Or fold. The initial buy-in a risk in itself Vulnerability that can ruin everything that I am A steady intention evidently rare Simultaneously the foundation of who you are And not what you want in the present I could fold prematurely … Continue reading Bet or Fold
In the coming darkYour light remainsHowever dimAnd un-consuming I see your ghostAnd tear my gaze awayThe death of youHaunts my daydreams Yet I see your beautyInsubstantialAnd romanticized Convince myself of its falsehoods by nightAnd awake to cravingsDenied their presence Faerie lightsSummer airChilled skinBroken promises
I used to believe that integrity was a simple notionI believe and I do, and I alignYet, in the wild, ideals are tested and asked,"But is it okay if I test this line?" I often reply,"Well, that's okay"And feel a nag where my ear meets my neckMy voice wants to objectBut can't find the words … Continue reading Integrity
Loneliness taught me to keep busyFear of loneliness kept me busySo as not to risk vulnerability,falling on deaf earsSo, when others sought me, I raised my shield of busy-nessAnd sought the pages before me to hear me The downfallThe pages don’t talk backSo I’m left with revelations of my own designLeft uncheckedUntil my ignorant words … Continue reading Loneliness
Sometimes I need to screamSometimes I need to write it all outSometimes I need to stressTo figure it all out. Desires multiplyDown the tunnel I goDigging out - yet deeper I go The dirt beneath my nailsWrite the screams from my mindAnd alas I seeWhat echoes within me.
Reclaiming my heartMy limbs tingling from the reconnectPlugged back into the sourceMy reason for being I was lost trying to becomeBurnt from unfounded theoriesAs my heart searched for groundingAnd landed in the open air And now. Now I feel the soulGrounded in deep, rich, fertile soilA place to stand onA place to dig my feet … Continue reading Lost & Felt
I think I'm finally finding my wayTo connect the dotsBetween my seemingly ceaseless searchingAnd you. I never had a purpose to put pencil to paperOther than to exploreTo find meaning in my own heart And now,As I bounce between no and excessive timeI have to chooseHow to connect I look for patternsWhat I'm drawn toWhat … Continue reading Repurposing
The first time I laid eyes on youI called you over in recognitionWithout seeing your featuresWithout a second thought And that made me pause in the moment. I recognized you without ever knowing youWithout ever having been in your presenceThere was nothing to stir an emotionYet that knowing was deeply felt I brushed it off … Continue reading I Recall
Reflection is best recordedTo see where I've beenTo gain clarity on where I want to go Most times I only remember the good timesOther times I get engulfed in the loss Patterns reveal themselvesWhen I see the imagesWhen I read the wordsWhen I feel the memoriesAnd remind myself of lessons learned Where do I want … Continue reading Mirror
I stretchedFelt the voidAnd breathed deeply It awokeAnd yearned for moreWhich I gave in ecstasy And as it was satisfiedI felt the warmth on my skinThe ground beneath my bodyAnd spread myself further MoaningWhile I questioned why I ever stepped awaySinking deeperExpanding into the earth's embrace.
by Rine Aylar 