Away with Words

'We have our Arts so we won’t die of Truth.' - Nietzsche

3 notes &

Tomorrow

I am an impatient patient,
Fraught with anxiety ancient,
Waters too shallow for sorrow,
Focused today on tomorrow.

1 note &

Cold

Love is all you need,

Or so I have been told,

Yet lovers often bleed,

And sometimes end up cold.

4 notes &

Pawn

The wise never worship,
No heroes they claim,
No wish to play pawn
In a perilous game.

4 notes &

A Smile

Friends
A knock on the door
A smile
Shoes on the floor.

Truth
Unwise to withhold
A look
Stories unfold.

Time
Relentless it flows
How long?
Nobody knows.

Friends
A reason to fight
A smile
Beckons the light.