Tag: memory

Memory and Hope

You look back to yesterdayWith a bittersweet melancholyYour name emerged thereAnd mother and father and brother and sisterThe childLove and hatePerspective and visionSurviving as hopeInto today and tomorrowAs these dreamscapes A sadness appearing, about what seems to have goneForever? The same place in the dreamscapeis the torture chamber of abandonment and abuseLoss and failureA graveyard… Continue reading Memory and Hope

Death Sentence

Death is one of the most feared ideas among human life forms.It seems to be the end of life, the ultimate loss, annihilation.To utilize and deal with this fear, a lot of beliefs were created, some to comfort, others seemingly to exercise control. But life cannot die. It goes on and on and on, changes… Continue reading Death Sentence

One that you are

“I am”, does it echo in your head“I am this”You just need to remember, who you areWho you really areYou are already enlightened, they sayThey must know itThey rememberedThey finally got it Echoes and more echoesYou remember voicesNames, they gave youStories, they told youAbout places you’ve beenAnd past life experiencesOrigin in the StarsYou have purposeYour… Continue reading One that you are

In between space time

Like a movie, the memories pass you by. What has just been is already gone, the moment seems unreal to you, transient, without grip, a life without hold. No space that seems permanent, flooded by time that takes away its form even before its structures can become solid. Your life in the meantime, in the… Continue reading In between space time

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A new world, neither of yesterday nor for the future. Only today it radiates upon me, tirelessly. Today is forever, nothing will ever separate me again, and nothing will ever be mine again. What at first seemed everlasting crumbled today at a stroke. Nothing can hold it, grasp it, understand it anymore. Hindsight blurs, the… Continue reading Section

Not yet.

First impressions in the morning, not tangible, still in this world, yet I want to be intangible, blown away and transcended. Not absorbing, out-breathing. Just let her breathe me in, I push her through me. Nothing pulls me, no need or want, just exhaling, inhaling happens by itself. Once again today she won’t get me,… Continue reading Not yet.