(Trying out a new style) Buildings, buildings, all around Clank, honk, traffic sounds. Bamboo scaffolding, held up by zip-ties Prolonging a moment in a realm where time flies. Preoccupied by a gentle grip, Glimmering glimpses of "sweet lil' bits". Complexities, confusion, structured chaos surrounds Simplicity, serenity, calms the storms around. The moon shone brightly, … Continue reading Strolls Part II
In light of lightning With positive on the rise Negative always falling From afar, The charge. The polarities , the gate-ways The realities The weight- -ed truths of futures untold As time unravels at the speed of light The echo The vibrations The accommodation The adaptation. Adaptation. That is essentially What we , humans of … Continue reading In Light of Lightning
One day, our paths will cross again One day, our worlds will merge Day after day Readying the way Until the stars emerge From behind the clouds That sheltered you in the crowd You hid from the spotlight -- sunlight and moonlight But our journey is the same Our destination is nigh I took a … Continue reading Nothing Like You
Don't swipe left. Just, write. They say. Write, now. Right now. I wrote my heart away Bled the ink onto the pages Turned them until the end cover When there was nothing to discover Except enjoying and experiencing Life and light... together... ...no longer... running from the shadows of where I was once hidden Grief … Continue reading Meet Me
Here's to all who've ever said that I couldn't, shouldn't, and wouldn't (and meant it). To those who said I couldn't, I appreciate the projections of self-doubt you placed upon me. You've taught me what it looks like to pass on insecurities that were instilled in your childhoods. From you, I've learned not to stunt … Continue reading Couldn’t, Shouldn’t, Wouldn’t
To You: I never did get around to telling you why I was disappointed, did I? I suppose you never stuck around long enough to realize I actually am capable of emotions. At least, I seem to have discovered this capacity to be true. You did ask what it was I wanted. I wanted to … Continue reading Memory, or Dream?
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To You: I'm out of words. A thousand pages of poetry later and I've one conclusion: I don't need you as much as you think I do but I want you I miss you and I love you You. Just, as you are. You. MG
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 