I’m looking for youin the bare corridor where my shadow is the only passerbyharmonizing an unsettling whisper: echoed through my chiming thoughtsFrom the poem ‘Looking For You

People die, and everything they’ve ever said just echoes around and around. There’s nothing new. Only the same nonsense from their lives.

It was lunar symbolism that enabled man to relate and connect such heterogeneous things as: birth, becoming, death, and ressurection; the waters, plants, woman, fecundity, and immortality; the cosmic darkness, prenatal existence, and life after...

Empathy is about finding echoes of another person in yourself.

We are just misguided ghostsTravelling endlesslyThe ones we trusted the mostPushed us far awayAnd there’s no one roadWe should not be the sameBut I’m just a ghostAnd still they echo meThey echo me in circles

Cemeteries are full of unfulfilled dreams… countless echoes of ‘could have’ and ‘should have’… countless books unwritten… countless songs unsung… I want to live my life in such a way that when my body is...

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.

It’s strange. How hollow i feel. Like there might be echoes inside of me. Like I’m one of those chocolate rabbits they used to sell around Easter, the ones that were nothing more than a...

No earthly act escapes its eternal echoes, echoes more substantial than the acts themselves.

When the rush of the weak sweeps over those that strive to be strong, its destruction. The commonplaces of moral judgment become fogged with the lack of perception stained with the sting of longing. The...

I feel her tears every night hitting the hard dusty ground of my dessert heart and making a whooshing noise that echoes through my bones and veins with great anguish. It’s the worst feeling I’ve...

Get away from my house and all its rooms that echo, all the rooms I don’t enter anymore.

How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, when memory plays an old tune on the heart!