
Your cry never ends!
Even the blades of grass will
Remember your sound
Blast from the Past:
Every piled up
Tomorrow will become an
Empty yesterday.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Poems about navigating life

Your cry never ends!
Even the blades of grass will
Remember your sound
Blast from the Past:
Every piled up
Tomorrow will become an
Empty yesterday.

This peak I just climbed
Seemed way out of reach until
The very last step
Blast from the past:
Be the change you want,
Or simply change the nature
Of being itself

I wrote today’s poem in the Python programming language.
for each_new_day in life():
if only():
print(“Always happy”)
Blast from the Past:
The art of “freedom”:
Postindustrial promise
Servicing the self

I continue to
Walk into myself through the
Coming yesterday
Blast from the Past:
Anger is acid
Eating you from the inside
‘Til you let it out.

Greed is an illness
Anyone can drink from its
Degeneracy
Blast from the past:
The more I travel
The more I long for place
Ebbing waves return home

I am venturing
Forth into the great unknown.
Wish me good struggles.
Blast from the past:
Everything bores, bores, bores
I’m in meetings. Bored bored bored
For a time and no purpose
Longer than heaven

Never look backwards.
The person you had just met
Faded into dark.
Blast from the Past:
Nothing’s happening.
It’s just another day where
Nothing’s happening.

The lessons of life
Rarely come cheap. Their price is
Etched in my wrinkles.
Blast from the Past:
Examine your life,
All that you have built so far,
Do you feel happy?