The symphony to my soul ,
the cool breeze to my summer,
the golden sunshine to my rain,
The pink vibrant hue of my autumns
You're to me..
The heartbeat in the quiet moments..
The whisper in my prayers,
An evening like this....with the sky like a faded painting
It's your birthday..
As people move around me..
I sit still
Watching the sun fall behind the The Taj..
Archive June'25
By Phan Tan Hai
Buddha departs, the words fall behind—
I sit chanting the Heart Sutra,
hearing Tue Trung play his mischief,
squinting, smiling, trembling with laughter.
Buddha departs, the echo remains—
I sit in silence nine long years,
hearing the indestructible sutra
gradually reveal itself within the mind.
Buddha departs, the words like mist—
the two vehicles, the supreme vehicle;
I search the sutra for a path,
writing and rewriting, never quite enough.
Sometimes there is only one thing
that an orchestra brings to mind.
Harsh image of evil marching
with nothing soft, it isn’t kind.
Can you feel it rip through the air?
Breeding rebellion you loathe it,
all you can do is pause and stare.
Overwhelming you fear it’s size,
delicate helmets hide black eyes.
Brave pilots in the air battling,
unfairly matched some fall behind.
Rebels still continue fighting.
A cadence leads the war you’ll find.
Our Outer Rim’s beyond repair,
the Empire’s crushed it bit by bit.
Desperation’s all that’s left there.
Alliance and what that implies,
they won’t stop ‘til they free the skies.
Open your eyes
Take a breath
Get out of bed
Get yourself dressed
Go to school
Talk to friends
Ignore the nagging feeling
Practice sports
Eat food
Don’t throw it up
Choke it down
Talk to friends
3rd period never ends
Think about life
Stop thinking about life
Walk to class
Study and stress
Volunteer
Extra work
Don’t fall behind
Honor grad
Grab your throat
Take a breath
Eat your lunch
Don’t throw it up
Talk to friends
Stress fever
Push it down
You don’t feel it
AP classes more and more
Don’t cry tears galore
Mama’s class
Sleep through it
You can speak
Swallow the glass
Loud noise
Small band
Your times in high demand
Get ready
Sports once more
Fail again
Again
Again
Go home
Eat food
Don’t let yourself puke
Do homework
Study more
Clean up
Do your chores
Take your pill
Toss and turn
Wake up
Open your eyes
I look up at the sky and wish we lived in a perfect world.
No war, no loss, no suffering, no heartbreak
No cares, no conflict.
Nothing to fight for and nothing to lose
This concept is a safe place, a tear in time and space
Does such a place exist outside of my own head?
Would I trade away my freedom, for the promise of harmony?
“You see, our only choice for defeating evil is taking away your choice for good”
Would it be an act of mercy, or a strategic display of cruelty,
grounds for more?
You think fighting for your life is tough? Try having nothing to live for.
I'm ready to feel, even if it makes me unpredictable
I’m ready to take chances, even if I might lose
I'm ready to envy, and see others get what I want, to know that whats mine is truly my own
I am willing to fall behind for the chance to get ahead
And I believe the truth is worth hurting for
We live in a perfectly imperfect world, you fall and you bruise
you play with fire and you get burned.
But then your skin becomes new, and you start to heal
And you know you're free,
Because you can feel
When winds are rough,
And tear at hopes and dreams
When days are dark, and nights are tough,
And over-long, it seems
When bitter clouds collect above,
And ache and break and pour
We'll batten down the hatches,
Just like we did before.
You see, to me - we're made to last;
To wait, contented, warm;
To stand and know the past has passed.
For now, it's just a storm.
If you should fray, or fall apart,
In any where or when
We’ll always try, with all our heart,
To make you whole again.
But if you do fall behind,
And break and shake to bits
The day will come where you will find,
The pieces still all fit.
That's quite enough of strain and strife,
And painful days, astray.
This isn't at all funny, life.
Enough for now, okay?
The complications of not planning on being alive run high, always running to not fall behind.
Gotta go to school it's the same old story
teach me a lesson would be good for me
learning all the rules five days of the week
don't fall behind don't think don't speak
gotta go to work it's the same sad story
get me a job that's sure to bore me
working for a wage five days of the week
don't step out of line don't think don't speak
gotta go to church it's the same sick story
wed me a wife who's bound to hound me
listen to her ***** each day of the week
don't fool around don't think don't speak
it's the way of the world the way of man
follow the herd don't say a word
all we can do is do all we can
so let's all dance to the same algorithm
everyone even you and me
dictated and played by the powers that be
me and you what have we got to lose
if we stay in line we'll be fine
and dance to the same algorithm and blues
Tick-tock ya can’t rewind
Time doesn’t stop or fall behind
Clock hands cut like a sharpened knife
Time doesn’t lose it runs your life
Born with a cry blink then you're grown
Chasing years you’ll never own
Gold turns gray fast and sly
Can’t outpace it don’t even try
Heroes fall and empires bend
Every story meets its end
Watches shine but they betray
Marking life that slips away
No bribes deals or cheat codes work
Time doesn’t flinch and it won’t shirk
Kings and beggars rich or broke
We all breathe time like secondhand smoke
Tick-tock ya can’t rewind
Time doesn’t stop or fall behind
Clock hands cut like a sharpened knife
Time doesn’t lose don’t let it steal your life
In the raffle
That is life
Strife is rife
Moral blindness
Snaffles kindness
But passion
Can fashion
Empathy
Rations for a while
Vile bile denial
Come on
Charity not depravity
Compassion
Turns
Guile, wiles & trials
Into Cheshire cat smiles
Sympathy
Shrugs become hugs
Affinity
Muddled huddles
Become
Cherished cuddles
Sensitivity relished
Pokes at folks
Now
Rib tickling jokes
So
Don’t fall behind
How
No need to look above
Refine your mind
Rewind & you will find
What
Defined Fab Four rapport
No
Don't push & shove
Why
"All you need is love"
Really..you sure
Yeah go on…try to be kind
Pressing, pushing past the threshold
Beyond your once imagined line
Till you fear you'll fold
And that you'll fall behind
You have hidden reserves untold
Tests and trials you'll find
They will help us know
Strength to break any bind
And our spirits will grow
Climbing high like the hind
So let the pressure flow
Knowing we'll stand just fine
His strength on us bestow
And trouble of any kind
Will never bring us low
do we want to know what’s behind
it - it the show, the drama, the comedy, the crown?
roll the tape, blind us
to the truth of the goofs
snapping turtles, caramel
the lines deceased
irreverence released
do you want to fall behind
the line, congo style
playing the bongos
on air, blowing off steam
Ricky’s loving
her deep red hair
henna is just a trick
he does tricks
morality took a leap, why
the dial into sleep?
David’s herding, no one heard
the sheep.
the bees buzzing
the birds whatzing
the show a go go
look on tape
to see what you believe
no one
in tv land is dressed in virtue
it’s a really big shoe
Ed Sullivan’s size
throw the curtain
don’t look behind the curtain
memorize the lines
even prairie lines
so sweet and innocent
don’t analyze
you’ll be disappointed
don’t buy the book
it’s not done by the book
there’s a cover for a reason
don’t meet the action figures
they don’t bend
you can pop their heads off
they’re not worth
a million dollar man
Farrah Fawcett wouldn’t give
him an eye
it’s rich
his life’s unreal
roll the real
world
cold barren land
plants have died out in the fog
long winter days with no warmth of sun
dreams I planted have died out in the cold
2 years of hell for this and that
for to fall behind him and her
gave my blood, sweat and tears
for to be back at the beginning
lost all my hope
lost all my faith
i reached my heights
i reached my patience
a ray of hope, ray of sun
brought the warmth lost for years 2
"my dreams"- a product of my work and efforts
but a grand victory awaits ahead
Since You’ve Been Gone.
Since you’ve been gone, my heart has a hole, darker than arctic nights.
Since you’ve been gone, my ears seek that voice which abides now with the choir of heaven.
Since you’ve been gone, my hand now seeks fingers they once entwined, and held them by your side
.
Since you’ve been gone, my body misses the arms that held it tight and our hearts as one shared the same beat.
Since you’ve been gone, I breathe in deep the smell of springs sweet flowers and memories of your perfume once more my nose assails.
Since you’ve been gone, each day is empty where once your laughter did fill.
Since you’ve been gone, I still await the knock on my door, of which I know shall never will come. The pain lingers on, a kind of which I’ve never known.
Since you’ve been gone, through tears that fall behind closed eyes the question asked, why you went away. You left so suddenly, many words wished, now left unsaid.
Since you’ve been gone, while alone I sleep, I ask of him, you in comfort will he keep. Till at last no mere memory, but side by side through eternity we shall be.
By
Patrick D
“I fall behind the age I am, to keep as youthful as I can.”
I'm age advanced, but who could tell
I believe I hide my age well
Face makeup covers the truth
When one's lost the glow of youth
And dressing in up-date gear
That hide bulges that appear
I'm age advanced, but who could tell
I believe I hide my age well.
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