i wish i was the birth of a newborn or an infant's first word,
so i could make you beam like a child's proud mother.
i wish i was the first day of school, or a girl's 16th birthday,
or her high school graduation and the after party.
i wish i was your first kiss, or the first time you liked a girl and thought about marriage.
i wish i was the first heartbreak or the love you'll die with,
i wish i was special, or something like it.
- i wish i was special
Sometimes I read books that I only want to keep to myself as if the whole world would conquer the magic I felt in a few simple moments
The days are spent in glory and sun
until rain casts its violent shadow;
a storm to herald a setting moon
and bring life again, glory again --
-- it will be here soon
you never truly appreciate the intimacy of the expression “I'll gut you like a fish” until you actually gut a fish
I am caught on the wind adrift
bound by a grieving sky
still within a restless storm
buried beneath its striking fire
For one gradually passing moment
the swirling mist clears a path
leaving cool crystals grasping
onto each strand of grass
And when the night falls, and darkness lays beside me, I don't want to fall in love, I want to be in your arms and forgotten as the mist touches the hills...................
everytimeyousaygoodbye ©
smoking cigarette & sipping mango, watching the world spin: fighting the urges, my mind is a maze, a cage of contradiction, lost in addiction, losing to my misery, life presents me blessing, good things, in which candid moments of bliss, lie awake & alive, alive as essence, greenery is all I need, nature's naked gifts of life, breathe breath into me, ouroboric wandering idol, cosmic ghost; inward & outward, great thing of wondrous depth, not in death.
jokes about english teachers overanalyzing books have done detrimental damage to society
This deafening cacophony
creates a solitary peace
encompassed in small rooms
rippling a quiet release
Historian, writer, and poet | proofreader and tarot card lover | Virgo and INTJ | dyspraxic and hypermobile | You'll find my poetry and other creative outlets stored here. Read my Substack newsletter Hidden Within These Walls. Copyright © 2016 Ruth Karan.
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