Layers is old, layers is new Layers is a wish or a dream come true Layer upon layer of sun rays reign Upon layers and layers of fields thirsting for rain Removing a layer, atmospheric bliss Adding a layer, attachments to the old, reminisce Attachments overlap as layers envelop such bliss Enamored as its embrace … Continue reading Layers — [collaborative poetry]
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What do we do when the enemy cries? Do we mock their pains, or empathise? What do we do when the racists scream that they want to conserve their liberties? What do we do when classists steal from those who have less material? What do we do when sexists refuse to embrace others as human … Continue reading When the Enemy Cries
The bird wanted the fish to feel How free it was to fly He plucked the fish from the sea And got angry when it died... MG [Moral] Acceptance and cooperation The bird is freest when flying in the sky, whereas the fish is freest in the water. The bird imposed its … Continue reading Free
One day, two world leaders got together To discuss a deal that would benefit each other One said, “I’ll paint my country as heaven but really it will be hell. People will flock from all over to drink from our immortal well.” The other replied, “I’ll canvas mine as hell but really it will be … Continue reading Two Leaders
Some fight for freedom; others, for happiness. MG A few years ago, a human commenced a journey of recovery. On the way, hurdles and obstacles continued to hinder the progress of said human. Nonetheless, the human persevered along the way. Having learned from past mistakes, this human chose not to befriend demons but instead to … Continue reading Demon Hunting
Space, as in the place in our universe where the planets are placed? Space, as in the pauses between sentences where the spaces are placed? Space, as in the boxes of rooms we pay for where the economy defines our place? Space, as in the metaphorical oxygen you need in order to breathe because you’ve … Continue reading Space
The crossroad is where you and I first met, I inched forward whilst you raced on ahead, Neither of us knew what was in store But I sought direction and you just wanted… “more”. Here we meet again, at this crossroads, my friend; Me? I never left, merely needed the rest. You ran in circles … Continue reading Moving On
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 