Cocoon


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Never has there been
Such content with pain in the world
If you see someone hurting
Speak up
Don’t wait
When you are down
Reach out
The embraces are gentle
They won’t leave you splintered
Those who you least expect
Can be your sun
Saving you from
The harshness of winter
Cocoons are not healthy
If escape is possible
Beautiful things will emerge
Valuable lessons learned
Skills acquired
Things that will make life
Better
For everyone involved
Leave the cocoon
The world bites
But don’t forget
You can bite back

Whirlpool


Whirlpool

Living lies through her favorite songs

Pretending it’s just him

When both were wrong

Silence clouded judgement

Blinded by what-ifs

Around and around in a circle

That went on for too long

She can’t wait

He can’t stay

Two souls that cry to belong

Walls went up so long ago

As nights turned to days

Both were hurting inside

Both missed the signs

Around and around in a circle

Killing dead time

So many voices in her head

She let them change her fate

One day she heard his voice

But she declared it all too late

Hurt and alone

Both hearts crushed

Around and around in a circle

Emotions closed away and hushed

Neither sending words

Only thoughts in the air

Sometimes people wake up

From dreams to realize

That they still care.

Changing Tides


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We sat there by the dock

Too wooden and fragile it was

Like the last

Leaf in the autumn

All alone

Just her and I

Her hands feeling my legs

Saving me from the heat of the summer

Telling me that I can come

And go

As I please

But things are not

How they used to be

She tells me how the winters

Will never be the same

How her friends

come back

to visit

less than before

I feel her tears

She pulls me in for a moment

With such force

Whispering, she tells

Me that she is hurting

As the light starts to dim

I plead for her to let me go

One last squeeze

Before she sets me back

Beside our friend

The dock

Too wooden and fragile

To console her

Too wise to

Keep silent

His crackling voice

Told us what was coming

I was skeptical

But she knew

She was feeling it firsthand

Before I left

I ran my fingers through her wet hair

One more time

I asked

What can I do

They both replied

Tell our story

 

 

 

Shaking My Head (20/8/14)


The Good:

Floria Guei

The Bad:

Who signed off on this?

The Ugly

Posting gruesome videos on social media

Please stop. Do something productive with these tools.

That is all. Grad school is fun…Work is ok…Life is good.
I’ll try to get back into the swing of things.

War


anth2os:

Seems even more relevant these days.

Originally posted on Who I Want to Work With:

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War
something that we saw
that we will repeat
the only game where both sides
are left in defeat
how easy is it really
to point and aim a gun
and now there are games that try to make it fun
but a bullet doesn’t tickle
and a controller doesn’t cry
and in war
you don’t get to respawn
every time you happen to die
it used to be in war
where to kill someone
you had to see their face
but now in war
there is only the concept of time
no space
to be killed at the touch of a button
talking with a friend
and all of a sudden
war shows its face
smile and grins
because only war
realizes that no
one wins
sometimes there is a treaty
just a chance for the greedy
to catch their breath and reload
but it never takes…

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Airport Security


Stand in line for a
Crazy long time
Long enough to make
Random observations
Reaching a point of boredom
Strangers stare me in the eyes
Without hesitation
Do I have my ID
Passport included
I was in such a rush before I left
My boarding pass seems
To have eluded
Oh wait…
Crisis averted
Trip not deserted
As I rush to my gate
Not yet famous
So I know they won’t wait
In my seat safe and sound
As the wheels leave the ground
I doze off gently
Into sleep.

In the sky

Circumstances of Life


Life is what you think that you ought to have

When you have nothing left to give

It is when you have no control

As your reality turns to myth

Life is watching a newborn, on TV

Halfway around the world

Crowned and sitting on a throne

It is missing your connection to Oslo

After 16 hours of flying

Then left sitting in Heathrow

With a dead mobile phone

Life is risk and reward

And a little more risk

It is all those opportunities when you

Blink and they are missed

Life is studying all night

Only to sit in class all day

It is crying with your friends and

Family at graduation

Life is the sword and

We are the stone

Filled with anticipation

It is when you play street-music to pay for lunch, because

You don’t want to ask your parents for money

Life is when you wear your favorite shoes

Even if it is nowhere close to being sunny

To jump in puddles

It is what it is

Life.

Walking on Sunshine

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