Gravity


Is this as good as it gets?
Could this be it?
I say staring at the yellow moon
As it skated across a sky painted icy cold blue
Beyond that, planets, stars, galaxies…
I float…
I reach…
Like a feather I fall
Gravity keeps pulling me back to this bloody earth!

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Because I’d rather be Icarus than Hercules
I don’t know, I think it’s just how I am
I’d rather give it everything
I’d rather be that boulder flying past the ozone
I blaze…
I soar…
And come down crashing
Like a meteorite I fall
Gravity keeps pulling me back to this damn earth!

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My feet burn from the rage
Too hot for this tectonic plate
A flame shoots out my heels
Eyes locked on the golden moon
Through clouds I’m carving tubes
The weight washes off me
Free…
I float…
I spin…
Gravity pulls it’s strings
Ha! You devil so sly
Got me again
Like a comet I burn through the sky
Gravity keeps pulling me back to this mischievous earth!

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I lay on my back in the heart of a volcano
My spine starts to heat up
I feel the bubbles rumble behind me
Eyes locked on a single twinkle in the moonless sky
Wooooosh!
Goodbye Moon, Mars,
Saturn, Pluto, Oooo Stars
I’m untethered
Free…
Lost…
Spinning…
Disoriented…
Sick…
A lasso embraces my left leg
*gasp*
You came for me
No…
You were always with me
Into gravity’s arms I fall
Like a shooting star signing across the oily black night
Gravity keeps pulling me back to this darling earth!
This bloody, damn, mischievous, darling darling earth!

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This winding road


I would have thought that I would know who I am by now
Or at least who I want to be
But things don’t happen by sheer will or determination
They say; the road to hell is lined with good intentions
Growing old is something that just happens to you
Growing up on the other hand…
Is something you choose to do
And…
I don’t need to be anything more than who I am
But I’m overwhelmed
By the need to be much more than what I am
We blindly hurt innocent bystanders
On the road to finding who we are
Like being armed in the dark
While hearing monsters at your back
So I apologise
For all the blind confidence
And empty arrogance
There is no such thing as a good person
Its a lie we tell ourselves when we don’t want to buy sleeping pills
It always depends on what standard you’re measuring yourself against
But the comforting thing is
You might not be good but you can be better
Or the best person you can…
There is no such thing as being good
But you can tell yourself that, if you need a little snooze

Live your truth


He took a sizeable gulp of the ice-cold water that once called the glass its home. Beads of sweat made their way through the meander of wrinkles on his face.
A smile, a sigh, settled eyes then he began.

You worry too much for your age
But I get it
You know as I got older
I got tired of losing people and breaking things
When I was your age, I cared about nothing
Now all I do is worry
Constantly, constantly
That nagging agony
And anxiety
Of losing something
Or everything

Also as I got older
I learnt to cherish the moments
Not just obliviously walk through them
See, life always feels like living between two worlds
The one that’s slipping away from you
And the one that’s barrelling towards you
Both at full speed, both requiring delicate attention
Ever changing, meticulously and effortlessly efficient
Yet seemingly impossible

But a couple of years ago I realised
That the real miracle is life
Whatever you think it is
It truly is to be cherished
And all I can say is that you live your truth
Live it like no one else can
Live it cos no one else can
I mean, what more is there to say?

Then he took another sip and sank into his chair

Only in this light


On that day I remember you said gleefully
“This is how I want you to remember me
In this light
Full and bright
With this headrush
And dopamine surge
Swimming in our brains
With the taste of pancakes
And strawberries swirling in our mouths
And syrup
Never forget the syrup
And may it get sweeter with every recall”

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I recall you smelt of baby powder and lavender
My mind echoing your distant laughter
And truly that’s exactly how I remember you
In the glow
Wide-eyed
Stuck in time
Waiting
Till we meet again

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While I hold a slice of you in my mind
Swirling in drops of syrup and sunshine
Wherever you may be
I just hope you are happy
And naked
And free
Like you always wanted to be
Like you deserve to be