December to December

“Last December, I did not think of this December As it is. It now troubles me, the unpredictability Of life—it has always been a fact of our being; We are evolving creatures in an evolving world…”
“Last December, I did not think of this December As it is. It now troubles me, the unpredictability Of life—it has always been a fact of our being; We are evolving creatures in an evolving world…”
“At the crack of dawn, I rose, With parts of me, Within, Breaking down, Breaking apart, From a being; A heart, a mind— A duo, once one, Now, A million pieces apart; A million worlds apart…”
“I rose with the sun; I rose with gratitude, With bliss, and eagerness For life, for a chance To be, to make A difference, To feel, and exist In every breath…”
“The heart wriggles—it feels, it feels plenty. In love, it staggers, it drowns, it loses Touch with reality; moments become eternity…”
“The stars, aligned, three as the lucky number, Mary offered her tears to the dearly departed— Dears yet etched to the heart, the soul; Dears, now high beyond the clouds…”
“A heart sings, with every beat; The beats of life. A heart Grows no happiness Without sadness, sometimes, Yet it smiles from end to end…”
“Voracious, Irrepressible, Ruining…”
“Calibrating what mortals Of old and of now have held Reasonably not as life…”
“Condescending Over societal norms; Villainous, Intently ill, Down, it breaks bonds…”
“I hear drums of war: Drums, they strike, “Tum!” Thundering, Daring my withins to stand The trembles, Trembles, before, I could not bear; Why would I dare now? Stand? On what ground? That yet Trembles with the nearing…”