Starlight​

Why is my brain intense at night?
But when nothing matters
Solitude strikes,
My thoughts are crowded
With the warmth of a night
But where do my thoughts go
When the stars leave my side
Perhaps to another life
It’s their turn to say goodnight

 

© NIGHTLIGHT

 

 

 

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Kristen

Inferior

The earth was here before the human was born and is here after the human is born. It sustains us yet we do not sustain it, it is our temple and we are guests in its safe giving’s, it does not belong to us, as it is too profound for our likes.
Nature is far too superior to us and we do not deserve its nourishing breaths. We have a human brain—merely another prop in science, and we know nothing, only what the brain wills us to know. Nothing in comparison to the intellect of our natural surroundings, encouraging charismatic blessings while we stomp on its flowers and spit in its waters. The human brain only captures the essence of what we believe to be as ‘everything’, and we continue to believe it is everything cause that’s all we will ever know. Did you ever stop to think that we need to create an energy that supports the beauty of our surrounding ecosystems and not construct a plan that degrades it as if it were something to use? We salvage what we have left of our unconditional supporter and our greatest miracle—nature. No surrenders, no remorse, just selfishly abusing nature’s course. The earth shrieks in pain. Society’s ego swells. If we take the time to listen to something more important then ourselves feeding our souls, growing, and comprehending. Nature is screaming through destruction, an abusive story, not an honorable tale. Peace will come late and only then we will no longer demand. Too little too late, we will be the wholesome reason for its end.

29/06/2017

Pour me a glass of wine

Things are to be fine

Daylight impatiently subsiding

Somber pink hues arrange

Merciful to the day—beautiful

Mesmerized by the likes of the skies

Openly free, an endless sequence to see

Illuminating smears so vast amongst us

Feeling minuscule in body,

Yet complex in it all

Surrounding each being is delicate skies

Reassuring that everything will be just alright

No one neglected or wrong to its presence

In this moment alone we may all unite

We all deserve breaks from this battle of distance

Struggling to accept the creation of all

Reluctant to trust though options are dwindling

The lustful skies scream for my surrender

I must veer my relents and find peace that may stay

My thoughts are unique, bothersome to say

for this reason, I’ll forfeit become better—more present

I will believe in this moment

I will be safe in a meaning

But the more that I can see

The less I obey

Tempted and thirsty I say

Pour me a glass of wine

 

-Kristen

Depersonalization

Depersonalization

By: Kristen S.

Lost amongst fallen time

A recollection of insignificant movements

Oddly present times—weakened memories

Lacking personal chemistry

Strange and unacquainted territory

Disconnected to the awareness of the body

Heavy yet sparse, unable to retain natural rhythm

Not to be a home but rather a tomb

For my feverish soul

The body and the mind

Two separate entities

Co existing by nature

Science heroically shaping our being

Unconsciously gazing off in space

Questioning your mere existence

The body and its functions

A sluggish physical mass

Weighing me down

The body—associated to our being

A supposedly profound home

To be rhythmically in tact with the mind

Though limiting access to life as we know

Caged to our essence

Yet unfamiliarity strikes

Striving to earn more

A discrepancy of space for discovery

Unsatisfied—too much suppressed

What’s yet to be addressed?

Hearing Silence

Hearing Silence

By: Kristen S

The voices of strangers

Undefined vigorous speech

Public spaces —

A breeding ground for thee

A cornucopia of tones

Unsettling pitches

Working together

To become unknown

 

An array of words

The tongue may master

Impaired mind,

Blurry vision,

Struck by confusion

Barriers to hear

Messages become unclear

 

A noisy pursuit

Traveling voices

Filling the air swiftly

Hazy fog clouds fast appear

Surrounding my entirety

Skimming my ears

Blocked by the mind

So silence may be defined

 

Why does the quietness draw me in?

As a conversation may draw in

A person searching for

Comfort, or joy

This exact reality leading me to

Confinement

Bars of steel

Paralyzing the mind

Unable to Feel

 

Noise subsiding

An abundance of thoughts

Not to be heard by the average ear

Followed by thunder — bang

When noise is disturbed

My silence loses grip

My thought become heard

Loud in my mind

 

Noise is retained

In my thoughts,

And my mind

And silence fast approaches

When the voices arrive

Disturbing my being

Gone for the time

 

In a world where noise

Is created when silenced

And the chatter of voices

Become quiet and null

Unsettling in my mind

Hearing nothing at all

Until tension becomes freedom

To be awakened with time

 

 

 

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A Dream

A Dream

By: Kristen

Daylight sweeps by—eager

For the moon and its offerings

Awaiting an unconscious reality

To entertain its lively rhythm

Behind these salty eyes

No more hiding

*

Deep among the center of our being

Vivid dimensions, so surreal

The past in disguise

Secrets to be revealed

Pledged by insanity

Yet adjured by belief

Imagery to be exceptional

The only relief

 *

A nocturnal creature

As dreams are to be lively

For what is more vivid

Than a world without boundaries

Or radical opinions

Perceiving an obscure world

Creatively healing one’s mind

 *

Emotions on fire

An adrenalin rush

The fate of this world

Too real to not touch

Telling stories of expression

Too compelling to deny

Stories screaming to be bold

In the depths of the night

*

Devouring what’s lost

Or perhaps what once was

Neglected thoughts

A creation without inhibitions

Dreams—voiced as illusions

Or are dreams merely the truth?

A passage to tether

To escape false inceptions

*

 Comprehensive in nature

no element of time

Dreams— spiritual escapes

Brave encounters to be flourished

Subsiding the numbness

 ironically fast asleep

Sweet dream to all

Until morning we speak

 

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Betrayal

Constructed by ignorance to travel through lies.

Struck by fear, holding on to survive.

 

Once too enraged to bare this intimate game.

Leaving me mentally scathed to feel nothing but pain.

 

What might occur if we shed some light?

Changing the consciousness that we have known in life.

 

If I gave a quick smile and continued through.

I want to know what that would mean to you.

 

Consumed by the edge of self despise.

When did the story become buried in lies?

 

No need to repent or be vulnerable to you.

As I found something better.

 

Better than blue.