poetry

As we approach December 31st, I wanted to write a poem about something that has always confused me – New Year’s resolutions.

One of the strangest things to me is the New Year’s resolution. You think of what you’d like to change as the year reaches its conclusion. But the difference between December 31st and the start of January is one day. That’s not enough time to change your mind, no matter what people might say. But… Continue reading As we approach December 31st, I wanted to write a poem about something that has always confused me – New Year’s resolutions.

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poetry

Nothing

I spend a lot of time thinking about nothing. Not thinking about nothing as in the daydreaming, Drifting off with eyes gleaming, That regular people do. Thinking about nothing as a possibility. A future endeavour, and trying to imagine what sheer nothingness would feel like. It sounds lonely. We as people aren’t defined by solitude,… Continue reading Nothing