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Figments of My Reality (Poetry)
Figments of My Reality A sea of broken traffic lights, The lone flag in the distance, The slowly setting sun: All figments of my reality. I can't count the times When my heart was crushed: It feels too constant. Too steady, too easy. It all...
Flux (Poetry)
The banks empty: Lost, forgotten. There never was Anything there. Could I step once Over that mount? Like the prophet, I fear I won't. Ends are certain. The middles, not. That is a truth. Or so I'm told. I grow too old. And yet I'm...
Wait (Poetry)
Wait What was I to do? Wouldn't it all have been in vain? So all I did was...Wait. I was feeling blue. It all was always the same. Could I do anything but...Wait? That's all I knew. I knew I couldn't handle the pain. Shouldn't I...
Making furries a reality...
Preface So, this isn't a well researched scientific paper or anything, just some years of thought put into it, so if you are expecting a detailed explanation of the precise methodology and diagrams, you are looking in the wrong place. This is a...
burning thoughts
eyes floating in my mind lost in my thoughts of your beautiful skin, feeling your taste and sound run through me as i think of your eyes still staring at me in my mind burning a hole into my soul
Reflections
The feedback on Salazzle Dazzle has been stellar thus far, and... honestly, it's restored a lot of my faith in my own writing. Depression is an insidious curse; among other things, having done its damnedest to convince me my writing was amateurish...
Seeing Things
I guess... I just want to see things with him. Like, maybe see a zoo or an amusement park, fireworks or a circus. I want to see something fun or beautiful with him, just knowing that he sees what I see is... it gives me warmth to me. Often when I see...
The Nightly Feed
There are those lucky folk who carry their sins for themselves, and only themselves. It is these folk who are blessed, for they merely have their own ills and evils to bear before they may pass into the beyond. I am not so lucky. My name is Tembo. I...
Poem #19: Yo Pense (I Thought)
_Yo Pensé_ Me siento el enojo y el temor Extiende por todo alrededor Hay así mucho dolor Y es triste Todavía hay alegría Y hay sueños Nosotros todos esperamos ver Más allá de la oscuridad Y todavía yo me pregunto ¿Por qué es así? ... _I...
Poem #11: Words
_Words_ What are words Written across the page? What emotions Are written into these words? Why now At this moment in time Do we choose to write? What inspires? What makes us know See, feel, understand, To write words? Words Must they be...
thoughts in the shower
sitting alone in a dark bathroom tub lay lit by the flame of one candle would be the time alone quite no one here to stop no one here to need me no one her to miss me sitting alone in a dark bathroom tub think lit by the flame of one candle...