The world knows me not⁣ for they only see the living⁣ I exist in the merrymaking dreams⁣ I exist in the margins of time⁣ I am the reflected ⁣ But the reflection is all they see⁣ ⁣ Subtlety of thoughts is my palace⁣ The source of light is my kingdom⁣ Yet in the five senses is where i am⁣ usually lost and found⁣ In forgetfulness is where i go to hide⁣ ⁣ I am all ⁣ I am nothing⁣ I am darkness as much as ⁣ I am the light⁣ But to know me ⁣ you just need to know this⁣ I am —- Art by Midjourney AI The post [515] Slivers of You & I appeared first on Smoke Words Every Day ..read more

The world knows me not⁣ for they only see the living⁣ I exist in the merrymaking dreams⁣ I exist in the margins of time⁣ I am the reflected ⁣ But the reflection is all they see⁣ ⁣ Subtlety of thoughts is my palace⁣ The source of light is my kingdom⁣ Yet in the five senses is where i am⁣ usually lost and found⁣ In forgetfulness is where i go to hide⁣ ⁣ I am all ⁣ I am nothing⁣ I am darkness as much as ⁣ I am the light⁣ But to know me ⁣ you just need to know this⁣ I am —- Art by Midjourney AI The post [515] Slivers of You & I appeared first on Smoke Words Every Day ..read more

The world knows me not⁣ for they only see the living⁣ I exist in the merrymaking dreams⁣ I exist in the margins of time⁣ I am the reflected ⁣ But the reflection is all they see⁣ ⁣ Subtlety of thoughts is my palace⁣ The source of light is my kingdom⁣ Yet in the five senses is where i am⁣ usually lost and found⁣ In forgetfulness is where i go to hide⁣ ⁣ I am all ⁣ I am nothing⁣ I am darkness as much as ⁣ I am the light⁣ But to know me ⁣ you just need to know this⁣ I am —- Art by Midjourney AI The post [515] Slivers of You & I appeared first on Smoke Words Every Day ..read more

Dying embers of a visage⁣ show flashes of returning hope⁣ Flooded libraries drying up⁣ Knowledge cannot be drowned⁣ even inside the sullen body⁣ even inside the dormant mind⁣ ⁣ Dying embers of a visage⁣ show flashes of a time gone by⁣ Bubbling of gaps in memories⁣ like the time you saw her for the first time⁣ like the time you felt it all should end⁣ like the time you felt it shouldn’t ⁣ ⁣ Dying embers of a visage⁣ or the dying of your own illusion⁣ Margins of insanity and your⁣ brush with the prison of time⁣ Realisations that you are free⁣ that everything comes and goes⁣ as it pleases, even w ..read more

Signs of her auburn hair ⁣ Her lips only touch despair⁣ Slight bravado in her touch⁣ Every deed she does is fair⁣ ⁣ Kindness leaves her soul⁣ when she sees with her gawking eyes⁣ Lives, sunrise, wars and doom⁣ how could it coexist⁣ ⁣ She never blinked to sleep⁣ concentration fallacy⁣ Insomniac in the flesh⁣ The night spoke in tears⁣ ⁣ One day she awoke ⁣ from the furore of the dark⁣ Peace befalls in her stride⁣ She walks with her head held high⁣ ⁣ Her eyes reflected things⁣ The collective conscious dream⁣ all coincidences become synchronicities ⁣ She realises the pleasures of the pain⁣ ⁣ Crown ..read more

Scarce emotions⁣⁣⁣ Give me all that’s left⁣⁣⁣ We’ll make do with our doom⁣⁣⁣ We’ll make do in our nest⁣⁣⁣ Nightly talks replete with insomnia⁣⁣⁣ My chest filled with your tears⁣⁣⁣ Secret language of the crickets⁣⁣⁣ We find common ground⁣⁣⁣ to translate our soul⁣⁣⁣ into each other’s hearts⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ We see it⁣⁣⁣ Our fulfilled potential⁣⁣⁣ I feel your hands ⁣⁣⁣ filling the gaps⁣⁣⁣ and the falling of the ⁣⁣⁣ memories of sands⁣⁣⁣ ceases in our embrace⁣⁣⁣ Lies on top of lies⁣⁣⁣ on a foundation of truth⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ I am in a liminal space⁣⁣⁣ when you forget about me⁣⁣⁣ Living leaves a bitter taste⁣⁣⁣ while ..read more

Hide inside my mind⁣ to not perish outside⁣ Fugitives of the ethereal world⁣ Contaminate the sky ⁣ I hurry into your embrace⁣ and find a faraway home⁣ Not much to satisfy⁣ We communicate in the night⁣ ⁣ Decorate your insecurity⁣ bury it underneath ⁣ Assurances turn to dust⁣ when your lips drip venom⁣ It’s never good enough⁣ when your will is set⁣ You make me leave your embrace⁣ as we attend a ⁣ burial of our future selves Art by Tim White The post [511] Enchantment Breaks appeared first on Smoke Words Every Day ..read more

A walk with the head down⁣⁣⁣ Confidence fading with each footstep Words talk about memorial hurt⁣⁣⁣ The hurt pulls down another soul to hurt The atmosphere and the ambience of a novel⁣⁣⁣ and the will to live inside it, outside⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ Outside, all intentions lose their battle⁣⁣⁣ Calmness comes across as passivity⁣⁣⁣ Love comes across as narcissism⁣⁣⁣ Questionable care loses its way⁣⁣⁣ on the way to her heart ⁣⁣⁣ A walk with the head down leads us astray⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ Still, we return to the same destination Is change really the need of the hour⁣⁣⁣ when human nature stands erect ⁣⁣⁣ Slipping away in so ..read more

Puzzles of a story⁣⁣ churning in my soul⁣⁣ The medium stays running⁣⁣ Where do I find the source?⁣⁣ Painful to live in the past⁣⁣ So the future is where I reside⁣⁣ The makings of a story⁣⁣ rustier every night⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Sunbeams on my eyes⁣⁣ I wake up to tonight⁣⁣ A blank slate of calm for a while⁣⁣ Then the while simply dies⁣⁣ Troubles of the heart ⁣⁣ take time to come to the mind⁣⁣ But the body takes the toll⁣⁣ There’s only so much you can ignore⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ There’s a story in my mind⁣⁣ about all the fearful times⁣⁣ ‘Fear nothing’, someone says⁣⁣ I always see past their lie⁣⁣ I see through their life⁣⁣ t ..read more

An eternity without words ⁣ or lives without eternity⁣ sentences without meaning⁣ no centre within or without⁣ In shadows, haunting of the past⁣ In light, shimmering of the future⁣ I find myself in extremes⁣ of inability to understand ⁣ or being able to understand it all⁣ ⁣ People move on but I stay⁣ Times change but I am the same⁣ The expression has quietened ⁣ The words have dried up ⁣ The experiences pile up⁣ But the running to or from remains⁣ ⁣ Lost touch of beauty that overwhelms⁣ lost touch with emotions that underwhelms⁣ all that I do is delay decay by providing ⁣ energy to the dark ma ..read more