Writing Life
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.
It's amazing how social input can affect my motivation and approach to tasks. I'm inspired to do something that would better myself and others, yet I'm finding two obstacles: I'm successful enough at one, that others (a significant number) are asking me why I would want to continue offering a lower cost and time-consuming alternative.I'm … Continue reading Reflecting on Social Input
by Rine Aylar 