Anda

Ands

Short poems and thoughts, written under the Endless Sky. Read them one by one, or choose a month or a language.

Ands

August 3, 2026

V3.1English
There must be a path forward among this misery, which I was foretold was myself.I believe the sky is blue, because I say so.I believe I am a failure, because life told me so.I believe I am noone, because others told me so.I believe I deserve nothing, and should hide, because I have nothing to show to the world.Hence, I am noone.Hence, I shall be salvated.Hence, I shall be glorified.Where are the birds, when you seek them?Where is the grasp, when I long for it?Are these my failure, o God, that I can not go on.Are these my darknesses, surrounded by shadows?I want to feel the light, but I can not.I want to go outside, but I am scared to move on.Terrified to go what I was...