We built an eternity on shifting sand, and watched time steal what we held in hand.
No words to begin to play, all our hours we spent were swept away.
Now the cold turns dark, and your warmth turns to gray.
Each step we took went blind, searching the words I couldn’t find.
The meeting place we abandoned becomes dilapidated.
Our past now disappear in our dreams,
That fades away in the empty streams,
But our threads had been cut, and our arrangement had been shut.
Searching the lives we shared,
Still the memories stay there.
Pls don’t break it and handle it with care.
Because the day will find your next pair.
Behind the garden wall I lie
And there’s a brick wall too
Another wall includes the sky
With all the tints of blue
When comes the night, walls disappear
I see the glimpse of home
And there we are, my darling dear
Until the light of dawn
Blurs our faces, and again
The walls return, as if
They never disappeared then
When through the walls we lived.
He goes inside his room
Whenever his parents fought
Father yelling slurs at his mother
Threatening to even kill her
His sister then locks up the room
And play him his favorite song
In wait for the stars to disappear
So they could disappear in morning with their mother
When the State disappeared,
silence took command of the roads.
Villages slept with one eye open,
listening for engines, boots, and gunfire.
Markets that once sang with bargaining voices
now whisper in fear,
and children learn the language of hiding
before they learn to write their names.
Into the vacuum stepped shadows—
men without mercy,
flags without compassion,
laws written in bullets and ash.
Farmers abandoned their fields,
traders counted losses instead of profits,
and mothers prayed for sons
who should have returned at sunset.
Where protection failed,
terror planted its own authority;
where governance weakened,
fear became the new governor.
Yet the land remembers peace.
The soil still waits for laughter,
for schools instead of camps,
for soldiers of justice, not soldiers of terror.
And one day,
when the State returns not in uniforms alone
but in fairness, protection, and hope,
the people will reclaim their nights.
Until then, the wind carries one question
across northern plains and burning towns:
Who guards the people
when the guardians vanish?
SOME FILES DISAPPEAR
SUDDENLY THEY REAPPEAR
STRANGE HAPPENINGS HERE
It just was not at all (to my inner child) fair.
You allowed them all to be with you there,
'Cause when it came to me, they don't care.
Now I no longer want to leave my soul bare.
I know all loved you, but my love's deeper.
I just never feel like I ever truly matter,
Why I never tried harder to be any better
Than who I used to be as a teenager.
Fate is cruel with this timing, but also kind,
I'm just glad I ever at all was on your mind.
I knew I would never see you again alive,
But I have your will for me to learn to thrive.
I miss playing word games with you.
I hope your soul is at least missing me too.
My love says my tears may keep you "here,"
But I know you'll bless me with mind so clear.
Stan left his van out of gear,
Then to his surprise and fear,
The van started to roll
Toward a great muddy hole,
Where Stan watched his van disappear.
Getting hard to hide here,
Wanting to fully disappear,
Anxiety has got a chokehold,
This demon has gotten bold,
Talon's buried deep into me,
Try to run but cannot flee,
Each struggle darkness embeds,
Pulling heavy burden sleds,
Ground has turned to tar,
Unable move forward far,
Strain becomes to heavy to bare,
Chokehold's now stopped my air,
Gotten to hard to hide here,
I'll never fully disappear.
I want to disappear
Into the fluffy clouds,
Unafraid to fall,
Unafraid to go astray.
I want to disappear
Into the vast oceans,
Unafraid to drown,
Unafraid to fade away.
I want to disappear
Into the towering mountains,
Unafraid to stumble,
Unafraid to lose my way.
I want to disappear
Into nature's endless beauty
To look at them once,
To look at them twice,
To look at the forever,
And still smile.
20/12/24
I want to lose myself in everything I love
This is my longing for ubiquitousness
my immortality , my selfishness
I live with this heart ,this mind so scattered is it not ok to give those pieces away
Let me fill in whatever blank spaces can be found
This way I'll never disappear
Missing Girl?
They have a child, a little girl
A special gift a diamond a pearl
The left her alone so they could play
They find her dead the next day.
Fake the scene, make it safe
Make it clean. Call the law
When there’s no incrimination
Spend a few hours down the
Station, blame the phantom
Who doesn’t exist. Form a charity
A fantasy of family bliss.
Involve the world to change
The narrative, they know she
Is dead, crocodile tears, inventive
Ask them a question and
And they scatter the blame
They are believed, bare no shame
What really occurred?
Well work it out.
Not a kidnapping
Just mystery and doubt.
David Cox 15/09/24
From quantum whispers,
a universe awakens.
A birth in stellar nurseries,
where light ignites.
Appearance and disappearance,
a dance of creation,
a cosmic ballet,
everlasting and fleeting.
Invisible to our limited sight,
a mystery in swirling existence.
Permanent yet ephemeral,
a cosmic puzzle,
beyond our grasp.
What traces remain?
when the stars fade away?
when galaxies collapse?
Are they truly gone,
or merely transformed?
Hidden in spacetime’s weave,
in the universe’s memory.
Appearance and disappearance,
teachers of impermanence,
choreographers of existence.
You are the heartbeat
of the cosmic symphony.
You are reality’s breath,
ever-present,
always shifting.
Scars don't go away
mental pain is depression
I live with daily
Chicago skyline will be wiped off the belly of the earth tonight.
Take photos now, for you will never again see this sight.
Tourists took out their Brownies and snapped quickly away.
I like to frighten them sometimes, especially on a Friday.
Forgotten faces, once relinquished
Appear in memory again
I can’t recall a name, distinguish
Their voices every now and then
They speak of anything forlorn
Why does it happen in my head?
Those faces I thought long time gone
Remind me that they aren’t dead
Fam faces I didn’t mean to find
They use me now – what for?
Discourteously unlock my mind
Quite like a cellar door
They tell old jokes, deride and sneer
I wonder why on earth
They come, until they disappear
As if wiped off by cloth
Forgotten memory lives on
It doesn’t bound with me
And either I do not belong
To memory that’s free
But it reminds me by caprice
That once my life was long
When I was green, just like those trees
You see behind tombstone
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