Writing Life
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
Does that scare you?To witness my unearthingAs I unravel myself and discover my depthsIn your presenceFirst handSo much soThat you feel the compulsion to stop meTo warn meThat it is dangerous to reveal oneself to others It is not boastfulnessIt is inspiration and excitementTo connectTo be vulnerableTo lay bare my core Is it too much … Continue reading Does That Scare You?
I watched as you witheredYour eyes cloudedAnd you lost faith in yourself As your daughterI lost faithAnd detached myself from youWishing once more for the person I knew you were We were happy and inseparableAnd somehow you were convinced by another that you weren't strongOr didn't know what was good for us I watched as … Continue reading When You Are Not You
Speak to me in metaphorsConcrete is so harshSo real. Falling breaks bonesBruises turning purple-black. I willingly escape to your seeming falsehoodsWhere the cracks disappear as soon as I glance awayYet the anger underneath still finds a way to manifestAnd to laugh it all away. But lifting the veilMakes me need to act outTo feel the … Continue reading Metaphorically Speaking
It’s funny when fulfillment arrivesWords are saidActions are takenAnd a feeling of wholeness settles in Conversations don’t have alternative endingsLife simply is Words are suddenly the right wordsActions are suddenly the right actionsWithout regretWithout a second thought Smiles and laughter erupt with abandonAnd I embrace youHoping it never ends.
Whenever a false roadblock appearsTo slow our fast footfallsFear encroaching upon the laughterI worry I worryThat the roadblock will growThat the laughter will diminishSimply fearing that what is will fadeAnd so it fadesNot because it would have naturallyBut because what is, is simply overwhelmingAlmost unfathomableStepping in front of our own happiness Is this what you … Continue reading False Halts
The men who are ready to commitEncourage me to be what they expectTo be ready to be claimedLay out a life already mapped out But I enjoy changeRoutine is a trapThe expected, driving my anxietyMy prepared mind goes too far aheadAnd I shake my hand from your embrace Be with me nowAnd maybe the future … Continue reading Committing
Let the sun riseFog settleRelief from the weighted darknessFirst grounded footfalls Security in the silenceComfort in the release No mind to the tickingIt does not existNo time feltChill prickles untended
The night sky overheadThe chill to the airI move: To feel somethingTo punish myself I feel the lonelinessI embrace itMake friends with itBecause I fear it is all that I will ever have To cry through movementTo scream with the staccatoTo forgive myself with the curves Fearing that my own touch will be all that … Continue reading Why Tonight
This moment simply ISThere is no anxiety or anticipationDoors aren't left half openWhatever pathway there isIs already laid bareReady for my foot falls Happily treadingBobbing to the sense of Freedom And then the first warm droplets fallA summer rainAnd the Anticipation comes Alive The droplets stirring the electricity just brimming beneath the surfaceMy breath escapes … Continue reading Pivot
by Rine Aylar 