jealous

if i read what you have to say
am i to like it if it’s good
or should i be jealous
for you achieved what i couldn’t

the depth in your words
the pain in your lines
and all i can muster up
are some nonsensical rhymes

i am full of doubt and mediocrity
but you a wizard of words
my reverence for you is taking over
and yet can’t stop feeling jealous

logged off lives

noise

in the middle of the city
away from serenity
there’s a place noisy and loud
underneath polluted cloud

i like it here, it’s nice
the bustle, the noise
makes me part of humanity
maintaining my sanity

but what’s that i see morphing
connected humans, quietly working
never seeing eye to eye
never a hello, never a bye

the blaring roars are gone now
don’t know why, don’t know how
all i hear is silence, shitty
right in the middle of the city