pearly evergrey

to some people
life
is like a chessboard
coal black and snow white
defined and clear
squaresquares

they know their place




to me
life
is like a spiral
all shades of grey
neverending flowing
circlecircles

I wish I knew my place




every now and then
I try the squares
they don't fit into my system
and I don't fit into theirs

I understand for some
safety and security
every now and then
I can envy that


I wish the square people
only sometimes
would try my
neverending flowing
evergrey spiral


mutual understanding
and
smoother encounters
every now and then

simplenoteasy

draw a line
so you can cross it

make a rule
so you can break it

hold a fear
so you can release it

know a pain
so you can transform it

cry a tear
so you can dry it

smile a smile
so you can give it

away

ego

my ego dresses me
in the morning
when I myself
am ready to go out
to meet the world
just like I am
and what I look like
to me

what you see
is a product of my ego
what you hear
is a result of my image thinking
all designed
by me Myself
to protect
from further damage

and the hardest thing
for me to say
to me

is

let go
what they feel
is up to them

movement

the way you sound

when you are watching

the way you taste when you don't fear

the way you don't move

when you are touched

the way you look when you do hear

leaves an imprint on my core

that makes me love you

more

butterfly

may be I'm all wrong
and
it is better
to butterfly
through life

lightly
just a soft
touch
here
and there

I wish I knew how

what to do with
all the thoughts
reflections
emotions
assumptions








if it's not good for you

dump the thought
take the breath
release the all
into the natural silence

close encounter of the first kind

you can run walk crawl
but you can only
for so long
hide
from yourself


sooner or later
in this life
or the next
you will meet
yourself
on a narrow doorstep


which one of you
is going
to step aside
to let insight enter
so both of you
can grow


to understand
eachother

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plsfrgvm




the past had the grace
to let me meet me today

I had the grace
to not like what I saw
or felt


it really is too late
for apologies
to him
or us

all I can do
is regret
and say sorry
to me


much harder
to forgive
me
and
let go
to learn

which gate?

I know
also I
misunderstand
intention
because of
some heavy
luggage
I have carried around
with me
way past boarding time
and
should have
checked in
a long time ago

intentions

intentions

before words
before perception
before interpretation



isn't most of what we say and do
perceived and interpreted
beyond our control?
no matter how hard we try
to be clear about our intentions
we are misunderstood and
sometimes even perceived as liars

so much pain and frustration
caused by misunderstandings
and mistrust..

blue

when I say blue
do you imagine
the same shade
of blue
I do

or might
your shade
be bright
and mine
paler

because today
you are
in harmony
with you

and I
am blue
to me ?

clichés

a brilliant woman once wrote
life will present us with lessons
and lessons are repeated until learned




in the process of learning
simple words of wisdom
shared by those before me
to guide and comfort
I almost dismiss as clichés

because I seem to forget
that I repeatedly need to hear
what I already know
but haven't yet accomplished




mine are old
well used
and still needed

I am a slow learner
but a smiling one

we'll get there
all of us

questionmark

I look at the pregnant shape

of a question mark

and I ask

are all answers sheltered inside

protected by ignorance

fed by curiosity

fostered by insights

waiting to stumble upon the world

to live different lives in different people

and gradually mature into

questions

a g a i n

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