The musings of a melancholic man.
Poems, stories and anecdotes to make sense of the world.
Escape, escape in the worlds crafted scrolling endlessly numb the mind the ceaseless thoughts dont leave me alone with myself
By Alexander Stoddart6 months ago in Poets
Why are you seeking looking to others, examining the steps they take trying to walk a mile in their shoes, deep down you know
A smile conveys many meanings from gritted teeth to jubilation, a language learnt from birth intrinsic to all. - A smile from ear to ear
By Alexander Stoddart7 months ago in Poets
Creeping you come slithering across the lapping shore, a silent tide promising the unknown. - A shivering wall what lies within,
Woe betide the eternal grey, grey for so long, darkness ev'ry day, it seems impossible not to succumb, to this dreary way.
Rejoice! For the skies are now blue gone is the overwhelming gloom, the stormy grey, ousted by the cerulean sky. - Now the sky is blue
Passion is overwhelming, passion is fleeting, how quickly does a passion become our identity. - Yet as fleeting as the Winter Sun,
By Alexander Stoddart8 months ago in Poets
Disappointment, what a charged word it feels both too strong yet also not strong enough, to accurately capture life's nuances,
Life. Life is fast, life is slow why is it that, whatever its is I am angry unsatisfied, when it's moving too fast and I feel so busy
Without you our leaves are withering what purpose is there, through all we do, how do we grow, with no light. - Like the greatest oak
Most people do struggle for a subject in which to write. - Yet i find my words ever flowing no shortage of proclamations.
Moving somewhere new community searching still difficult heartwarming
