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The Last Romantic
I am the last romantic
in the midst of digital chaos,
while love
navigates through algorithms
and bodies
become data
in the vast global network.
I still dream
of handwritten letters,
of the tangible touch
that slips between fingers
on touch screens,
where everything vanishes
with a swipe.
I sing of impossible loves,
in times of liquid loves,
where real encounters
are increasin...
Tuesday 29th October 2024 5:55 am
Blue Moon
This tidal,
ebb and flow
of our own
mixed feelings
as a solution,
salted tears …
we are 60% water
with
these waves of emotion
Sunday 29th September 2024 9:51 pm
Blue Moon
This tidal,
ebb and flow
of our own
mixed feelings
as a solution,
salted tears …
we are 60% water
with
these waves of emotion
Sunday 29th September 2024 9:51 pm
To suffer
Ah, to suffer,
is not just an invisible burden
that we drag through the streets of life.
It is the mark, the scar,
of existence that shapes us.
To suffer is the pain
that teaches us to see the world
with weary eyes,
where reality is not a straight line
but a labyrinth of thorns and hopes.
In the deep silence of the night,
where the moon whispers secrets of pain,
we find the echo of...
Friday 20th September 2024 8:49 pm
Cosmic Heart
In the hinterland of tomorrow, where the stars will dance
There’s a moon that lights up the ground, and the wind greets us with a glance
The sky is a vast field, an expanding canvas spread
I follow the trails of the future, with a dream in hand, ahead
Oh, cosmic heart, where are you?
In the dance of galaxies, we’ll meet, it’s true
Dancing among planets, with the sun as our guide
...Friday 13th September 2024 4:35 am
the moon and the sun
you told me i’d only fail
laugh at my hopes and dreams
you act as if i’m frail
there’s often reoccurring themes
you know i’m not dumb
it’s just that you don’t care
so don’t ask me for gum
and don’t you give me that stare
i don’t know how we ever got along
we’re opposites like the moon and the sun
you probably think you’re the moon, but i think that you’re...
Thursday 14th March 2024 1:21 pm
The Moon
The mild mannered moon
Only showing its
fully illuminated face
But once a synodic month.
The manipulating moon
Born of the earth mother
And driving its tides
To ebb and to flood.
The manic mad moon
Causing havoc with emotions
Wild and dangerous
A lunatic nightmare.
Monday 8th January 2024 9:17 am
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