[427] The Song of Falling Leaves

[427] The Song of Falling Leaves

Standing under autumn⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ My mind feels like a⁣⁣⁣ silhouette of my spring ⁣ ⁣⁣⁣I look around to find rotten⁣ apples⁣⁣ that preceded the blooming ⁣⁣ecstasy ⁣we call mankind ⁣⁣Find me where you left me ⁣⁣⁣I’m quiet, my thoughts don’t speak⁣⁣⁣ A nightingale keeps me company ⁣⁣⁣in all my nightmares that I breathe ⁣⁣⁣until they plunge [...]

[393] Under The Spell

[393] Under The Spell

Blurry shadows ⁣My past haunts ⁣I’m feeling worst ⁣for the last time ⁣Feeling the present ⁣for the past now⁣I learn it all ⁣to pass out⁣⁣Epiphanies lost to ⁣the morning of patterns ⁣and a sunlight⁣It snows down⁣on yesterday ⁣Am I in a dream ⁣or a void now?⁣I forget it all ⁣into the white ⁣⁣Heaven tastes like [...]

[385] When You Forget Listening

[385] When You Forget Listening

Forgotten to observe ⁣the stories of the unsaid ⁣Glitched neural networks ⁣to propaganda and overload⁣Emotions overpower contentment ⁣Ideas sacrificed for thirst for power ⁣The brave new world is drowning⁣and the underwater rebellion war cries⁣drowned out ⁣⁣But you know what they say ⁣about the dormant volcanoes⁣They burst when it’s least expected of them ⁣and the stories [...]

[362] No Nightmares/Over Now

[362] No Nightmares/Over Now

Amnesiac resolve to count the stars every nightTo wish her good morning every dayHer gifted cardigan fadesThe passionate red turns intoa lifeless citrus orange The space between us mirrors the expansion of the universeHer last attempt at reconciliationhaving an inverse effect on it allWe finally dream with no nightmares andlie down in ignorance ofthe death of a [...]

[352] A Beautiful Smile

[352] A Beautiful Smile

Self-diagnosed with no self-confidenceI indulge in the breaking of my mind Compliments fall on my Van Gogh ear I reach my home to finally find my city on fire 'Do you have any last words?' the fire asksAnd the words on the threshold swallow up my tongue I had prepared a speech for all my [...]

[320] War of Life

[320] War of Life

Preaching honesty in vain Everyone has already made up their minds Shapeless phantoms impersonate bankrupt souls The will to look ahead corrupts the need to look inside Imagination summons for meaning in the form of a story As I write a letter to no one at all It reaches on the shore of an apocalyptic [...]