Tag: Spilled Ink

March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Morality

Naked and ashamed,

Seizing brutality,

Those who cannot be named,

Stripped of morality.

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March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Dove

Adrift in a sea of pain,

Many wicked souls sunburned,

For this isn’t man’s domain,

As the white dove returned.

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March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Blank Canvas

The blank canvas on the bare wall,

To be stored on a dusty shelf,

Is brushed by a child so small,

Has it not beauty in itself?

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March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Rust

Your duplicity pains me,

The lies and the broken trust,

No longer are we carefree,

Unclutched, as we turn to rust.

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March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Catharsis

And it all ends in darkness,

So, then what are we for?

Should I feel some catharsis?

Please, I beg, just one day more.

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March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry

Economics

Economy gone awry,

A child who cannot know why,

His innocence meek and shy,

Begs for a piece of the pie.

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March 9, 2016 / Articles

There are many reasons people fear death. There are many consolations that one can take, other than the popular mainstay of organised religion. I am not going to discuss religion here, but rather the wisdom and ideas of ancient philosophers: Plato, the Stoics and Epicurus. It is interesting to explore differing views on death, to attempt to gain a better understanding for yourself personally.

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