Some quiet observations and reflections
Sirens beckon you from the world of dreams
Like the yearning embrace of a lover as you leave
Sleep, she refuses to part with you
Ever so gently she asks – just one more moment
As you surrender all efforts and reason
Time shrinks and expands in what feels like eons of another life
Only to find yourself awake again
With that bewilderingly familiar feeling
All in but a moments passing
Just – one fleeting moment.
Two, there were
Aimlessly drifting from branch to branch
I sat watching – ardently
Weathering the crisp cold bite of the morning breeze
Longing for warmth, yet lingering
My heart grew quieter as they wandered closer
Longing for a friendship that I couldn’t posses
Challenging, the sheer disparity in our bodies and our forms
Intertwined solely by the space we formed
Wistfully to dance in glee with them as they did
Dancing to the song of their mind
Awake, I stood
Addiction exists in realms of it’s own
the walls of which are hard to perceive
each are one yet separated
to each their own variegated misery
some filled with flowers and cake
the rest with broken vases and promises
you can strive to empathize
but no matter how genuine your efforts
it fairly ever gets received
—
So, try. Try, instead
to see the person behind their own judgement
in ways that they have lost to see
and desperately struggling to
for if there is a chance
it only lies in extending the light
the light of hope to the one who have lost their way
They sat barefooted
Oblivious
Cigarette butt squeezed at the lip, barely
Cup of big gulp, clenched tightly
Biding time
One gamble for a pint
Catching up with the present
Stuck in the past
Losing at this unjust race
Space — didn’t matter
Neither did norm of any kind
What they found, theirs
Piece of cardboard, a bed
Corner of grass, land
Kind shade of an old tree, shelter.
Staring into the abyss
In a world of her own
I ask — “How’re you doing?”
She says — “Terrible.”