Neither is time the creator,
Nor is silence the destroyer,
Distance wasn't the cause,
Words hold the weight,
Even the scale refuses to measure,
Yet they tear apart what was meant to stay.
The ones who chased
Each other,
Were broken,
Not by time,
But the words that still echo remain unheard.
The black box is so useless,
Its worth was shown
Only when disaster knocks at the door.
The only way to find the cause
was to recover it.
Voices may hold different words,
But they still hold the truth.
That time refuses to remember,
Once a flight takes off,
No one dares to stop it,
Unless the flight itself has other plans.
Time never chose the ending;
it only watched it unfold.
Its never been an object..So why?
reiterate that as a reality.? While never acting
On the opening.' Of interaction with the
Enormity of possibilitys, summarily.'
Ah ! Distance became an illusion when your
Light called me Home — brandishing dubious screens
furnaces of fiery fingers fathomed my
fidgeting spirit …
Mesmerising muses you opened my eyes
Sun of Love ! — I could not move itching soles
transfixed you Heart never to falter again …
radial pristine
I surrendered dreams as your veils tore my own
carefully sown to wrap disputable masks
how was I to know, unaware you will call
light years awakened —
Most Galactic Sun ! I stood like a congealed
clot of blood as dust mites sparkled luminous
within rays implacable — I bowed my head
heeding blazing flame
Humbled before flickering fractal within
initiated then attuned — cells aligned
confined were its braces, muted its voices
your truth cutting Core
Cry I no longer, Beloved sings cradled
contained every morn I seek your heartfelt touch
distance vanishes when Sun's palms open ruth
bronze chest, orbit nests —
Some say it is in the clouds above,
is it?
Some say it is in a far off place,
is it?
Does anyone really know?
Yes, just a few,
the ones who have died and then came back.
Do we believe their stories?
Their stories may seem wild to us,
wild because we have not yet been there.
We now live the world of life,
death will come soon enough.
The question comes back to,
What Is The Distance Between Here and Eternity?
For now we can only guess at the answer,
one day we will see the answer.
Same Roof
We shared a roof, a table, the same four walls,
and still I lived on the far side of a door
no one had thought to knock on.
Their voices filled the house each morning,
familiar as the kettle, the taps, the stairs,
and none of it ever reached me.
I was in the room. I was not seen.
You can stand in a doorway for years
and be furniture to the people you love.
They were meant to be the ones who knew me
before I knew myself,
who could read the weather in my face.
Instead I learned to fold my heart small,
to keep it in a pocket
where no one would ask what it weighed.
I have grieved the things that happened.
That grief has edges. It has names and dates.
The other grief has none.
It is the hush where the conversation should have been,
the hand that never reached across,
the people I sat beside for years
and never met.
I was not only mourning what was done to me.
I was mourning the child who kept waiting to be known,
and the closeness
that never had its chance to exist.
Time flies by slowly, steadily... it is like
there is nothing worth rushing for.
Yet every second feels suffocating,
every minute feels longer than the previous.
Waiting slowly kills the feeling
of everything that might, for an instant,
make the day brighter.
Counting the passing days one by one,
suddenly the way it used to be seems
extremely far, distant.
The angst is pulling at every nerve,
playing with every thought,
that perhaps all there was
is slowly going to fade away.
Yet a promise, a few words shortly said,
keep my heart surprisingly at ease.
My sanity strains to survive,
but what can I do,
when all I long for is
to hear your voice.
Since your up and leaving
I’ve been heavy bleeding.
Take this restless heaving
And recycle everything of mine
I gave to you that held meaning.
Disassemble these arms
That have clung to you.
They have done nothing but weep,
So distance your name from mine.
Call me when you’re back in town
So I can dilate my eyes and hide from you.
Your gaze is too piercing,
And your body is too beautiful to me
So I can’t bear to look.
Don’t tell me when you’re gone.
Why should I have to suffer your leave?
For the seventh time, with the flashbacks.
Take your time here but leave me lonely
Unless you mean it, unless you’re ready to want me.
It will soon reach a decade passing,
Like distilled water standing
Still in its same bottle.
I am the water marinating
In the reminders of you.
Choosing suffering, and choosing
My own suffocation by not moving on.
We were two stars
From each other, too far
With worlds between our beams, it seems
Destiny sadly found and broke our scheme
Which put my fragile mind at war
Cutting my heart to a new scar
I wish we could collide and reunite tonight
Our bright light coming to ignite
Instead we’ll have to lie alone in the sky
And slowly die with our desperate cries
Two stars, too far
Even if we had a chart, we’d remain apart
Loving you from miles away,
A missing piece of life today.
A ripped-out page that none can sew,
Save for the only hand I knew.
Yet waiting is a blessing told,
To heal the page and shape the mold.
This quest for you will never cease,
Till present moments bring us peace.
By your words you wounded my soul
Creating a hole that was long ago whole
There is no solution, no redemption
Ignoring temptation, I’ll choose separation
I want to take my distance
Despite my heart’s hard resistance
To be freed of this deed, it’s a need
You’re a weed I have to get rid of to succeed
But if you come back and talk to me
I fear I won’t have the strength to flee
I’ll beg you to never insist
‘Cause I’ll never be able to resist
SOMEWHERE IN THE DISTANCE
Somewhere in the distance, way out where
You are there, forever wondering and wondering
Somewhere in the vast distance, critters wander
And your hopes are reoccurring dreams which
Persistently keep coming to you
You’ll eventually find the one for whom you seek
So, despite your wonderment don’t give up so easy,
But let go of your worries and discouragement
I watch the birds glide way up in the sky
And think what freedom to never be limited
To any one place
Someday we’ll throw coins in a fountain,
And meet our special some ones but until then,
Life need not be in despair
I reach my hand across the space
Between your heart and mine
But something holds me back today
Like facing a Divine
The closer that we try to get
The further we drift away
I thought that time would heal this wound
But years won't make you stay
Your touch upon my skin feels cold
Though fire burns within
A wall of glass stands clear and strong
Where does this void begin?
I thought that love would break these chains
That bind us far apart
But now I know some distances
Live deep inside the heart
The truth lies in this emptiness
Between your soul and mine
We chase what we can never catch
Till end of space and time
Till the end of times...
the mist attenuates mountains until distance inherits the burden of lost memory
A One-liner
Contest Judged: 8/28/2026 12:49:00 AM
Sponsored by: Suzette Richards
(1st Place)
The red on your lips
gives me chills.
The red in my eyes
taunts you, it haunts,
the feeling it kills.
Yet, this void nothing fills.
Sitting on the sofa
the silence separates them
like ripples in a pond
ever spreading wider
never reaching the end
she's heard all his jokes
he knows all her ways
there's nothing to be done
as they've no more left to say
damned if they do damned if they don't
can't live together won't live apart
they've outlived their love
it's enough to break your heart
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