Nostalgic Embrace.

None

I feel like more people should see this.

Burn away my cache of lies to make room for your butterlies Flora grows, fruit will bloom in what I had built to be a tomb

Spin me left, dip me right. Dance with me into the night.

and when we stop to rest our eyes, your heartbeat will be my lulaby

As Moth Is Drawn To A Flame

Attraction

like a moth to a flame

Irresistible

to the glitters of gold, to a

desire for sensuous beauties

From a harmless candle

to a dangerous fire

Folded eyes long for light

from faint familiarity

to rogue recognition

Stimulation

by an arousing emotion

Destruction

awaits the wild imagination

as thoughts lead to actions

Fools

choose deliberately

a wit without wisdom

Popularity draws the young

as Moth is drawn to the Flame

©Johnny J P Lee

13 December 2024

Gogyoshiren Poem (20)

Photos: Unsplash Images

Do you ever begin a project, make some starting steps (write some code, opening paragraph, draw some lines etc) and next day you wake up you suddenly don't have that spark, that ebb which drove you to starting? Your ideas gone, and you still kinda want to do it, but there's next to no drive?

That would be UNPRECEDENTED! You? Writing a thing? Never happened before.

What if I wrote a thing...?👀

Thoughts like koi flop from

a stranger's wishing well mouth,

toxic with copper.

wandering illusions

they all have your face, except

you look happy. that’s how i know

this is not real.

~K.T.

the kindness of monsters was never a lie but always served some other goals

That is a very derpy Shakespeare... Silliam Derpspear if you will

Would you hang or would you sink?

Flutter like butterfly or moth?

Freeze over or return to ash?

It's really not urgent

You have all the time in the world

Your last seconds

Will be the eternity

Inside a nibless

Fountain pen