hurtled against the edge of eon

Today I offer two verses for spectacle on OSI, in opposite voices. Do let me know what you think of either. The title works for both, I think.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~my heart and soul……………..lost in the ocean of love for youeverlastingly plummeting deeperhurtled against the edge of eonsuffused by your incessant understanding-fervently hoping I don’t make a [...]

trying to find a meaning

anger taking me overI stomp my feet in the mudwhere my sandals come offgetting stuck in the muckbarely conscious, I walk barefootwith an ashen face andtrip on the faulty roadwhich saves me from getting hitby an unknown vehicle travellingat a high speed from the wrong side
unlinear yet in a line, unmarked dreams ascend [...]

trying to find a meaning

anger taking me overI stomp my feet in the mudwhere my sandals come offgetting stuck in the muckbarely conscious, I walk barefootwith an ashen face andtrip on the faulty roadwhich saves me from getting hitby an unknown vehicle travellingat a high speed from the wrong side
unlinear yet in a line, unmarked dreams ascend [...]

trying to find a meaning

anger taking me overI stomp my feet in the mudwhere my sandals come offgetting stuck in the muckbarely conscious, I walk barefootwith an ashen face andtrip on the faulty roadwhich saves me from getting hitby a unknown vehicle travellingat a high speed from the wrong side
unlinear yet in a line, unmarked dreams ascend [...]

making inroads into I know not what

orbs of your eyes suck me into itI follow that unknown pathin a zombie like statemaking inroads into I know not whatif I could write words on the skyI would at least try that oncebut this untread road is one way street. “believe me, I don’t wish to get out of it”

making inroads into I know not what

orbs of your eyes suck me into itI follow that unknown pathin a zombie like statemaking inroads into I know not whatif I could write words on the skyI would at least try that oncebut this untread road is one way street. “believe me, I don’t wish to get out of it”

making inroads into I know not what

orbs of your eyes suck me into itI follow that unknown pathin a zombie like statemaking inroads into I know not whatif I could write words on the skyI would at least try that oncebut this untread road is one way street. “believe me, I don’t wish to get out of it”

Practising writing

Do you have a writing practice? What’s it like? How has it helped you become a better writer? If you’re thinking about starting a writing practice, how do you envision it? What would work for you?
Most writers do have some sort of order for their writing. I am no exception. I [...]

Practising writing

Do you have a writing practice? What’s it like? How has it helped you become a better writer? If you’re thinking about starting a writing practice, how do you envision it? What would work for you?
Most writers do have some sort of order for their writing. I am no exception. I [...]

Practising writing

Do you have a writing practice? What’s it like? How has it helped you become a better writer? If you’re thinking about starting a writing practice, how do you envision it? What would work for you?
Most writers do have some sort of order for their writing. I am no exception. I [...]