Digging my own grave

I wonder what will it take for people to wake from their conscious slumber I ponder as I take a break From digging my own grave.

Thought of the day

The world is a mystery if you wish to solve it A tragedy if you want to observe it And a haven for Gods if you are blind enough to ignore it.

Stoned Love by Ian Patrick

Strangest thing happened today, as I was going through on Kindle looking for books to read I chanced upon Ian Patrick, and was reading the description – as you do before buying anything. At the same moment – a friend of mine commented on a facebook page. Well I should say Ian Patrick commented on…

Autumns Coming

Originally posted on BY THE LEFT HAND…:
Fine drizzle spews; autumns approaching rain. Evening light retires, gone, is summers gain. Season fast now coming, and you are in its path. Watch as colours form, from ash of summers past. Trees surrender dignity, howling in ice kiss. Creatures take their habit; such winds, long to miss.…

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Originally posted on ELLEGUYENCE:
A border drawn down my spine of believing in me and believing others If we were put here to compete against our neighbour it’s no wonder my fists are callused and yet I still feel defeated Your achievements are not my shortcomings I’ve spent my whole life envying strong women until…

What do the blind see?

I look around me and I see, confused eyes looking back at me, And when my eyes meet theirs, I look at them and I ask, What do the blind see?

The Silent Betrayal

Got the paperback version of my book delivered today. Really good quality. Amazon has done a brilliant job. Hope everyone likes it.

The sea of complex miseries

Originally posted on The World of Momus:
And in the depths of a dying sea, I come across a grotesque being, wise in a sense forgotten, horrible wonderment it proclaimed to be, I ask it in silence, extremely cautiously, and it replies back to me, bewildering my perceived sanity, as I look at it swimming…

A toxic essence of me

Originally posted on The World of Momus:
How long will you continue to be? A toxic essence of me, condemning me to a fate, that neither of us would have wanted for me. Leave me be, you who live inside of me, let me ponder in peace, for tomorrow, may not be a tomorrow that…

A lost feeling

Originally posted on The World of Momus:
I feel as if a feeling has been taken away from me, locked up in a cage somewhere without my knowledge hidden somewhere in the dungeons of despair, I do not know what is that feeling because I do not think I have ever known it, And now…

The undying wait

Originally posted on The World of Momus:
I have waited a year more than a million now, for the day when I would see you again, It seems to me sometimes that day might never come, But I still stay here by my window in hope I wait, And sometimes I think if it is…

Thought of the day

Originally posted on The World of Momus:
A truly fulfilled human existence is both a selfish and unselfish one. You have to be selfish enough to find yourself, discover yourself in life – and once you have done that only then can you commit to true unselfish acts to further the cause and progression of…

They see me

Originally posted on The World of Momus:
They see me, they always see me, with or without eyes, they see me, and when they do, they see right through me. I wish to escape, and hide away, in a secluded corner, where they will not be, but they gaze follows me, to the depths of…