Imagine this, a stone grey in color, slowly pushed to the shore by waves and then a hand clutching it, admiring its perfect shape for skipping, tossing the stone back from whence it came across the su… more →
Daily Lamentationsjweing1178 wrote 4 days ago: Imagine this, a stone grey in color, slowly pushed to the shore by waves and then a hand clutching i … more →
jweing1178 wrote 4 days ago: I, the notion of the clock, not the passing of time. … more →
jweing1178 wrote 4 days ago: All day I’m stared down at yet in the end I do the same to myself because of how the eyes have evolv … more →
jweing1178 wrote 6 days ago: If I can’t write, well, there will always be dishes to be washed. I do neither with any conviction, … more →
jweing1178 wrote 6 days ago: I woke to a city where the rain fell with no ambition. You might say that the way the rain fell sha … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 week ago: I perhaps possess all the last words yet you retain control..….. … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 week ago: A little thing-but in its making the fingers have been given freedom. An umbrella with a hooked han … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 week ago: I believe that eventually everything will be named according to cost, not to a brand or its given na … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 week ago: It would be just like Fernando Pessoa not to exist. To find nothing of him and his personas in any … more →
pujathakur wrote 2 weeks ago: Keep the room ready for me, spread the yellow bedsheet and keep the ‘champa-phool’ by my … more →
pujathakur wrote 3 weeks ago: It is sad when we see hearts crumbling all around us, and can do NOTHING about it… To all thos … more →
jweing1178 wrote 3 weeks ago: Perhaps it’s best not to think of the cosmos. The thing about stars is that we can’t touch them so … more →
jweing1178 wrote 3 weeks ago: Our vision is limited, if you would allow me to speak of the weather again for a brief moment. Comp … more →
pujathakur wrote 3 weeks ago: Rabindranath Thakur’s poems help when words fail me!! Things that I have been feeling and want … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 month ago: The same winter frost forming upon the windows of my automobile. Bitterly, I scrape it off the gla … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 month ago: Am I standing in the presence of god? No it’s only the shadow of a building. I glance up at its ar … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 month ago: I’ve decided to take my life once this work completed. You may notice the work’s length and wonder … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 month ago: To whom do the trees bow to? Rooting itself to the cool, damp earth much like a terrified child’s fi … more →
jweing1178 wrote 1 month ago: And upon my tongue, a candle flame burning, yet so easily extinguished with the moistened tips of tw … more →