Haiku

I guess this was kind of cute, but it would be too narcissistic of me to post on my Instagram lmao

a grain of sand on the beach

sifted by undulations,

where the ocean can reach—

sinking deeper in the tidal invasion.

Reflection

The water from the reservoir

Is entirely stagnant.

As I hover the water,

The eyes of my reflection rendezvous.

In that moment I began to apprehend

That I truly looked demoralized.

The tears from my cheeks cascade,

And the still of the water is interrupted.

The soft undulations ripple away

Along with the depiction of my reflection

That had scarred the human psyche.

~ceramic-feelings

The tears trickle down my cheek

And slither down my neck,

Pooling in the crevice of my collarbone

Until they begin the overflow.

~ceramic-feelings

Looking through old photo albums, feels like reading the life’s story of a familiar stranger.

Someone who once was my person of comfort— memories lost and disconnected in the back of my mind.

If she stood here before me I don’t know if tears would flood my eyes, if I would run for a hug, or if I would feel anything at all.

I don’t remember much about her character— I don’t remember her mannerisms, her fears, or really anything personal about her. All that I have left of her is her favorite flower and her favorite songs.

And I’m sure we would’ve been best friends, but I lost her too soon.

I miss my mom.

What is missed is the lifetime of growing old with her that was taken from me. And I will never have that back.

I will never have my mom.

me n rob

War

Relentless thick walls

Divide our society in half,

Blue skies are enveloped

By melancholy clouds.

We're deeply enmeshed in this war,

That can only be demolished

When we can

Coexist in consonance.

~ceramic-feelings

Road Haiku?

The street gets narrow.

As I skim the horizon,

Cars disseminate.

~ceramic-feelings

over high garden walls, this sweet echo falls, as a soldier boy whispers goodbye.

Raymond B. Egan

Another plant update, they love the new window spots