Can you pinpoint the moment you were happy – truly happy?
Can you even remember it?
And what is happiness
A sense of possibility?
Of omnipotence and potential?
A promise of things to come?
Do we analyze it so much...
.. that we miss the moment?
Can that be happiness?
Just moments?
Amber Azam-Kureshi
tangled in visionless words.........
as if a glimmer of light had somehow found its way.......color has returned to my world
So much change on the Outside.
All the same Inside.
Is the line so clear,
As I dance back and forth?
Do I dare step over?
All that I Am.
Oh, I can be so much more.
Here it is Safe.
I watch the rest, knowing it could be me.
I will teach my children better.
Is it too late?
The Sun shines through sometimes.
T.G.
and create i shall,,
oft' times dirges,, sometimes useful bits...
it pours from me,, thick and syrupy,,,
lifes blood exposed too long to the air..........
i have succeeded in destroying the part of me,,,
even you couldnt touch.........
as i peer out,, on the autumn of my life,,, i realize...my tattered soul...is the common denominator of every relationship i have ever had.....
.....a wordy, visual , narrative... as seen thru your eyes and mine.....
