Category: Uncategorized
-
It doesn’t mean I smooch my face with a pillow that make false attemptto solve the heaviness I carry,it only means I rest for a whilebecause some days feel sharp,and softness is the only thing that listens I wake with hope again,even if it is small, even if it flickers.I tell myself maybe the world…
-
They call it the Bubble. A breakthrough in human defense — biological, social, even psychological. Once activated, it surrounds you with an invisible field that filters air, blocks pathogens, and regulates personal space. Nobody can come too close without your consent. It’s more than a shield — it’s a statement.Your immune system, your privacy, your…
-
you are better than any upgradesno system requirementsno limitsjust an instant loginto your smileyour bright facelike the sun just rose highjust for me oh you are nota material of goodbyenoyou are built of stayyou are someone toughbut maybe softsoft enough to melt me oh we could make love on a lofthigh, carelesssoft againsofttill silence breathes…
-
with innocenceas i could deal people more nicelyno suspicionno guardno armorand still not get duped maybe? oh Godjust shower me some sensenot too heavyjust enough to walk straight am i wasting my time writing this?or am i building something big? I THINK I AM MAKING BIG SENSE(like a child screaming logicin a room of grown-up fools)…
-
He lost his tone,became like bonecold, stiff,shivering, starving for heat. He turned boneless,laughed like a funny boneuntil laughter wasn’t funny anymore. Next momenthelplesshe saw his girlfriendin a Ferrariwithout him,with someone else. And oh, he decided…. I will buy a yacht.Dreamed stupid-big dreams,dreams too tall for his pocket. He fell back into the holethe same one…
-
Do they talk?What do they talk about?BAckstabbing!BAckbiting! Do they talk like that?really?or is it just uswords trembling loose from hands that never learned to hold truth No way,these minds we call others,intelligent beings.How could they mumble their own madness? How could they pull the trigger inside their own skull of thought? Waitbreathewe are brothers, aren’t…
-
They asked againoh do you even know what you’re doing? I smiled like a cracked lenssaid yes yes of coursethen clicked clickedlike a child pressing every buttonjust to see what breaks The image barked back at mewhy so much lightwhy so much fearwhy your hands shakingas if truth was leaking out oh what a moment…
-
Oh these days keep stretchinglike old rubber bands on a dusty shelf so much talkingso much pretendingevery corner full of newsthat nobody asked for Amazon please send me a breakPrime delivery, before midnightI want to collapseon a sofa that remembers melike an old friend snacks readymind emptyheart half-charged Oh lifewood and wiresNo no, a whispersome…
-
When I reached Cornwall’s Land’s End,I stood there thinking,“Is this it?”But the wind… the waves… the whole sky whispered back to me —this is not the end.This is not the end, my friend.This is the beginning of somethingyour heart has been trying to tell youfor years.Because life…life doesn’t end at cliffs or cities or goodbyes.Life…
-
Dear Tom, I don’t know why I feel like I will meet you someday. You have been such an inspiration for me. I have started honing my performing skills. But, I think I am still far behind. You have shined in every frame. It does not matter if it is comedy like Big (1988) and…
NEPHART.COM 