Tag: responsibilities

shadowed star

He is a shadowed star child

He is the pale light piercing atmosphere

Looking for life to care for him

Breathing poisoned air

When the womb wants him no longer.

Time comes when bones bend bizarre

And mind goes sideways

His living becomes torture to others

Caring smiles turns to sardonic grins

Helping hands grow short and cold.

He is no longer life cherished in their heads

But a strange alien not belonging to living

Once wanted color becomes a burden

Desired touch retreats beyond horizon.

His breath is shortened with time

Yet his light not all gone

Once extinguished, energy come back

In another field, another womb.

He keeps reappearing,

Broken body and mangled mind

Reborn until we understand

His spirit keeps looking for care unconditional.

the image was copied from https://phys.org/news/2014-09-cosmic-dark-clouds-sunshine.html and shadow-mangled by me. thank you.

in adults’ clothing

We are all adults here, I heard her say,

Nope, not all, I know so.

Some of us are, yes.

Codes of conducts are ours to follow,

Objective judgement,

Laughter at our own imperfections.

Yet some are children wearing adult human disguise

Thinking it’s us who are all messed up.

They don’t seem to know

What is respect yet they tattoo that word on their arms.

To them general rules don’t apply

And yet the rules they create make it seem

They are unaware of responsibilities for the responsible

Unless it serves their expectations.

Their mistakes are always someone else’s fault.

And still we are not all adults.

Some of us are crazies in kids clothing

Which is the way it should be…

But only in our minds in our night time dreams that never come true.

Unless we talk or write about it, like I do now.

(the image of Chiildren, a project I quite like, alas it was short lived, was copied from https://chiildren.bandcamp.com/ check ’em out.)

Lonely Not Alone

crowdJohn looked for an easy way out

Steven looked for love, too embarrassed to say a word to display his need for it

Mike waited for a stranger to say “hello” first

George had the want that overpowered the need and couldn’t tell the difference

John, and Jack, and Mike, and George are the same person

But he is too frustrated with the mediocrity of his life to be just one self.

He became aware of the limitations and failures

But wouldn’t act to improve the condition.

He became lonely way before becoming alone.

He blamed others for something that was only in his power to alter.

He sees life as survival and living as existence,

Joy is being flushed out.

He’s feeling deserted in a crowd of people

With no hope in sight on a sunny day

He listens to the air move around the room,

Concentrating on breathing,

Thinking that meditation is key to happiness,

That communicating with others is too much work.

He starts doubting self,

Starts reading self-help books.

He met a girl, bored her to running for her life

So, he committed himself to a mental hospital.

Four walls feel friendlier than life with responsibilities.

the image was copied from https://www.flickr.com/photos/127972570@N06/34202407680 thank you.