It takes seasons for a change in the colors of the leafs on the trees. It takes weeks of dormant trees to grow foliage. It takes weeks of great weather and sunlight to make a beautiful landscape. It takes a moment for man to create a beautiful garden. In one night of frost, enough to kill the most beautiful views. \Ruptes
Tag Archives: Sadness
Circle of Loneliness
There can be a time,
When you can be center circle to things,
Within it you are the main attraction.
The one that everyone sees,
The moment that everyone wants,
The laughter that everyone hears.
Within the circle also lives,
dread, fear, and solitude.
Pain, distress, and sorrow.
Those that you know so well,
Discomfort, sadness, worthlessness.
Being all to everyone,
While being nothing at all.
This is constant,
Minute by minute, daily battle.
Surrounded by love,
But receiving none at all.
\Ruptes
Earth, The Troll
Drop the world! Off the pedestal. Who needs this? Why have it there? When it spews evil. Hate and unfairness. Those that pay are unduly bound, To the cruelty that it freely gift. \Ruptes
On Your Day
The sun rises in the morning, Our eyes opens with it, At that very moment, We have lost control of the day. Before we wake, Someone has already planned out, How your day will be, With their issues, Or their love. For sure, It is not in your control, It is theirs, On your day. \Ruptes
Cloudy Day
Greyed sky, Bland in emotions, Lacking excitement. Capable of a sudden shower, Or suspense, Unknowing to current or next events. \Ruptes
Still Searching
The believe that I am the source of my being, It is not possible that this is the reality I believe. I am not one to think highly, Maybe of others, but not from me. I am still searching in me, For that thing that I see in others. The thing that makes them great, Can I be great? \Ruptes
Shattered
I have not been able to see, Where this all leads to. Where anything that flows - end. The river goes and goes, To the eye no end in site. At the end there is a pool. What that body of water on the earthly slide carry. Can only be as refreshing as it looks. Crystal-ling look, melted glass moving, fast with speed, of gravity pulling, keeping it on its course. Down river there is a body - of water. That differentiates the temper of the river. Smooth and calm - mirrors. To the surrounding landscape. Waiting for you to jump in - shattered. \Ruptes
Coming to understand
there is no point in looking to understand the current things
those things can be anything
sometimes the means to understand them
is just the waste of a moment
the waste of your life
Over estimating a situation
for no logical purpose
-Ruptes
