by John Watt |
Categories:
fear, love, relationship, romance,
Yes
I will go on this ride
cling to my safety harness
overcome my phobia of heights
ignore those screams from the colossus-
are they screams of terror, or screams of joy?
Yes
I will embrace the uncertainty
brace myself for every twisting turn
each stomach-dropping, breath-stopping
heartbeat of sheer acceleration exhilaration
as the tension mounts, she reaches for my hand
do I speak of riding a roller coaster or falling in love?
Yes
written 21 Oct 2021
by Heart Hunter |
Categories:
car,
love is like
drivin a car one
should think
afar how to
smoke the
engine change
gears and hide
fears drive
calmly and
smile warmly
know the right
direction and
desired
acceleration
how to check
mirror lanes
and evade
footlines the
soul that knows
this is granted
a licence.
by Gerald Dillenbeck |
Categories:
earth, environment, health, integrity, love, society, trust,
Energy descent
need not predict financial descent
by inviting cooperative ownership and governance instead.
Just as democratizing love descent
need not predict hate and terror and paranoid acceleration
when love could invite more polypathic
and polyphonic
and polycultural outcomes,
creolizing multicultures of omnipotent abundance
instead.
Just as climates of ecopolitical pathology descent
need not predict 0-sum
Win To Lose Later
Industrial Capitalization Game-Over
when positive energy invites more diastatic flowing landscapes,
cultures of regenerative health
watering flowers
and not so much our weeds.
by Mahtab Bangalee |
Categories:
how i feel,
I thought
flowers of this summer sky would be mine,
official increment would shine daily expenses
I thought
this year would be crown twenty match
in my twisted love
Forty nine fiery lockdown days
Almost eighteen thousand infected
Two hundred sixty nine died
My country peoples
Hilarious
The more lockdown days the more infections and deaths
Parallel acceleration
Today on foot to my office
As if I am in masqueraded town
Ghostly environment is activated in city officialese
Incremental veins and festival bonus are dead with infected souls
My thought making me stranded forlorn sand home
13.05.2020 (Chattogram City)
by Shahana Jackson |
Categories:
love
I put on a face
because truthfully if I did anything else
it would give it all away
He can't know what I feel
what I wish could be real
because if the idea should arise
I wouldn't ever be able to look him
in the eye again.
I don't want to ruin our friendship
with my silly little shenanigans.
The fact that I can't control my heart
acceleration when he is around is my own
damn problem.
I've already shoved it off as a crush
that has already gotten beyond my
control but no one has to know
I'll carry this little secret alone