I look at someone and they have the same complex feelings and thoughts as me,

It feels poetic the way I’m oblivious to people’s whirring thoughts and hidden pain,

You don’t actually know someone is happy just because they are smiling,

Only they know how they are feeling,

They all have different opinions on life so many possibilities of discovery,

So many possibilities of newfound happiness or sadn...

There is a man sleeping in my son’s bed

Dark hairy legs hanging off the bed

Where’s the crib?

There is a man sleeping in my son’s bed

Sharp jawline and morning stubble

Where’s the toy razor and bubble bath?

There is a man sleeping in my son’s bed

Muscled arms crossed over his head

Where’s the baby fat?

There is a man sleeping in my son’s bed

“Good Morning, mom,” he says, his voice s...

do you ever feel like the main character?

it’s okay, sometimes, i do, too.

maybe it’s when i’m listening to songs from reputation.

maybe it’s when i start writing again after a writers block.

maybe it’s when I score a goal in field hockey.

but it’s always important to remember

that other people have their own lives, too

no, seriously, think about it.

that girl sitting by herself at lunch?

she’...

Even though they’re different

They’re much the same

If I give them everything

And I take nothing

Will the world thank me?

If I think about yesterday

If I think about tomorrow

What will I have but a life of nothing...

Sonder: Definition — noun. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own — populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness — an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which ...

Sorta not a poem or a story. Just thinking.

I guess there's some poetry in it. But its loose, free-verse-ish at some points. Has some Christian themes and some hard topics. Trigger warning for the blind and visually impaired as well… oh and it's also like 1,000 words.

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“sonder – n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own”

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See me, if you will, left out in the cold,

Outdated weeds, uninformed, unfriended,

Impatient of appointment with the mold.

What is life, exclusive of belonging?

Inclusion, contribution, common good,

Community, cooperation, love,

Relegated to the realm of Other.

A sibling without sister, without brother.

Hear me, if you will, crying soundless call,

Wordless by the standard slang that’s current,...

I’ve always had these thoughts that make wonder,

Every individual I pass by is living their own life

A life that can be as vivid and nuanced as my own, tough to visualize the scale of how many living, breathing, domes

Mind blowing to think about and there is a word that describes the feeling, it’s called sonder

Everybody wants to be the lead feature

The main character, the wise teacher

All the w...

I search for my higher self

That which was forged from source

I fell to fall again

The lower, the vibes of fear

Drains, infect and wear

And eats the path away

I reach for mastery

Which grows my frequencies

To sonder of the breadth of me...

70,000 people shoulder to shoulder

breathing in the open air and

belting their favorite lyrics

70,000 pairs of eyes fixated on

the stage, the screens, the artist,

their senses enraptured by

the flashing lights and ethereal voice

70,000 hearts beating in rhythm

sharing the same enthusiasm,

traveling to the same stadium,

and experiencing the same spectacle

70,000 souls together for one night,

ea...