the absurdity of my significance

My life isn’t of my making

 It’s not my own to destroy

I am an extension of existence

 I occupy a space in time

I live as I breathe,

I die as I cease …

15 oct 12

13 years

Between the colored lines, 

the grey shadows emerge

In the silence of night,

the forgotten truth creeps out

for a moment, we had lost count

it is as many as it ever was

it should have been remarkable 

yet it slipped the mind 

for guilt is not for the shameless 

 as fear has escaped the soul 

no compass nor conscious 

 a shell of what once was 

it was spent in banter 

 it was spent with no recall 

it must been monumental 

 that it was not 

As much as i loved you, 

 is as much you weren't 

it is the simplest truth 

 yet a lump in the throat

29 June 2012 

sometimes you do not want more than what you have for you just can't sustain more, and others think its out of fear, but in truth it is the end you only can see

I was happy, I was whole

 in a time where misery prevailed

I was greater than the wind,

 I existed within the storm

Today was the only promise I made,

The moment is all I desired

Then you came,

and brought tomorrow

I wished for more time

 I wanted to make plans

I never had tomorrow,

I never had the hope of time

Now you made me lose today,

 by the worry of tomorrow

Some events might not happen to you alone, you might share it with someone else but none of you can speak of it ever again

There we stood, Hand in hand,
 Not for love but for solace,
 We were young, we were helpless

 We had an unopened umbrella in one hand,
 Whilst the rain pounded down, soaking us both
 As the lights flickered green,we stood still

 We were together, we were there
 Our tears blurred with the rain,
 In silence we crossed the lanes

a world

We might share the air, the land, the resources, the world but surely we each have our own views, life is perception.

At times i look, and see a world no other sees
the moon looks worrisome, and the sun looks blinded
i see spirits in metal structures, i see dullness in tree shadows

how come i smell stench in flowers,
and smell life from gas stations

i don't see the depth in you eyes,
i can't see your soul, your smile confuses me
and your truth stuns me

in a life of contradictions and complexity
linear paths seem unreal, and honestly is a shifty stranger
do you see what i see, do we share the same world?

My Eleven

{Ever wishes that they could go back to a certain moment and live it forever. As it held so much joy and smiles with no angoy or despair. yet we know there is more to come and fortunes that we need to endure the destiny to reach, but i would have gladly had my time ended then and there, but for now all i can do is write of my despairs, as i can not live them out, as i need to live with a smile, and inspire and muse others}


Lets return,
To a time, when happiness
Was effortless

A Time,
When troubles, were mysterious
Strangers

Lets stop,
As we recognize pain, and die
Before we endure

Eleven,
A time, before the final hour
Where it all ends

7 February 2006
Noaf

My Happy Possibilities

{People of faith and high moral often see Cloning as a taboo, and we should not go near it. yet i do not believe so, but to the contrary i believe its what we need to do.}

A Deadly Sin some might declare
Playing God, when we are merely humane
Challenging faith and fate, other will accuse
Creating life of what had been, is merely reproducing

Those who try, shall be outcastes and disgraced by all
When knowledge is given, its not to be hidden or preserved
We preach to share and care about our fellow man
But when we reach out with a second chance, we are shun

A happy possibility we shall provide,
A chance of another go, to set it all right
A happy Possibility we shall promise,
Where nothing is impossible and all got a go

Noaf
18 August 2006