Tag: In English

  • Conjunction

    Heart pounding Waiting for the moment I’m not ready Not even nearly But I’ll never be completely So I wait And brace myself In fear and anticipation It’s going to happen Sooner or later I know it has to happen The signs are right The time will come A moment…

  • Hang in there

    Hang in there It will only hurt for a while Just a little bit longer Then you’ll be Legit As Fuck You will have your way And in the end they’ll all forget That there ever was another way You’ll feel at ease with the world And at peace with…

  • Forever

    One of my favourite webcomics recently came to an end. Check it out. Also, why would anything be less worthwhile just because it is limited in time? Wouldn’t that rather make it more beautiful? Permanence, on the other hand, now that’s a scary thing. Love and transience, Winterdragon

  • In memoriam

    I’ve been wanting to write to you for ages now, but nothing comes. I’ve tried, I’ve thought about what I want to say, I’ve even taken the time. But ten weeks have passed, and I’m none the nearer to any declaration of anything at all, or even a poetic rant.…

  • …

    I let myself flow I swim through my mind back and forth My soul still sings the song we wrote together We once had a dream We had everything We rode to the end of the world We rode on searching We climbed skyscrapers But they were destroyed The peace…

  • Writings and self-beratings

    Sigh. I’m in a particularly angsty period at the moment, triggered by all sorts of stuff that really shouldn’t bother me. It makes me useless and unproductive, and the neglecting of chores builds stress which induces further incapacity to get a hold of myself and do something meaningful with my…

  • This new year

    Right then. So the Earth has once again passed that arbitrary point in its orbit which we define as the beginning and the end of a year. The entire event went by without much celebration on my part, since some abstract entity or other saw it fit that I should…

  • A new home

    So. I have a home. It’s one of those excellent luxuries too often taken for granted. After five months of homelessness I finally have one, and I thoroughly enjoy it. That, and the peace of mind that comes with not having to stress about where to spend the night every…

  • Voice of Treason

    Inside the ghost of love is laughing It mocks the footsteps where I go It tells me nothing has been lost It whispers, “You’ve seen darkness before.” In time the hurting will subside And longing is overthrown What’s left is a void that grows inside And the echo of a…