i wish my life was endless. apparently nothing is. everything good must come to an end and in reality there is nothing that is truly ‘endless’. even the world one day must cease to exist, which is frightening if you stop to think about it, but then on the other hand, our lives are so transparent that we won’t be around to see the concept of endlessness stop existing……
Harriet
I’ve had the word endless before. It seems endless. But what doesn’t these days? Life? No, life seems like it ends. Everything ends. Life, love, and this.
Anthony Stankewicz
The endless abyss of the deep pit that surrounds the castle tower tempts me, taunts me. I leap into the wind and fly before I fall.
Endless love from my husband..through all the ups and the downs,he has remained the same..endlessly in love with me..and completely supportive.I am so blessed and thankful for the love we have..I hope and pray that it remains endless <3
true love is an endless thing if it’s true, nothing will ever be as forever as love itself. Everything dies except your true feelings. everything else will die.
Sydneigh Berenda
Was a lot of amber prairie out there. He rode down into a loamy draw and slept.
endless is life, because it does not end with death, it is just the “beginning” of a a new life. We live in circles, experiencing endless things with our loving ones.
Marcela
Endless amount of pain seems to constantly embrace my life.I have no idea if I will ever get a break from this..but it does seem endless to me..the tears seem endless.I try and remain hopeful,and I try to keep my faith that I will be stronger in the end..but the drama from my family,and the pain I’ve gone through from abusive relationships have taken a toll on my life.
Krystle
Endless love. That’s what he told me last summer. Our love is endless. And you know what? Even though he is not “mine” any longer, he will always be my high school sweetheart. he will ALWAYS be my endless love, and I know I’ll be his too. We shared many firsts together, and I do not regret giving myself to him, ever. It was a beautiful two years and I am so thankful.
anonymous
The night seemed endless, having that coffee after dinner led to long periods staring at the ceiling and attempts to count sheep that never fully materialized in my head.
mariesdaly
“I love you endlessly,” he had said.
But isn’t that everything? To be eternally accepted and cared about?
Undoubtedly, the feeling was mutual, but- aren’t we too young to make these grand promises of forever?
And, besides, there are others. There are undoubtedly always others.
There was just sea. Sea over me. Sea under my thrashing feet. There a chunk of wood, infused with sea. There, maybe, the shadow of a fin — made of sea.
Woody
It was an endless journey through the woods for poor little Alice. She skipped along the path in hopes that it would reach her grandmother’s house. After a while, she stopped, and pondered: Why does this feel like this is going to be endless journey for me and I will not reach grandmother’s house in time?
angela
the world is endless, that is it doesn’t start and stop for me or anyone else. we come and go and come and go in an endless cycle. meanwhile this place is endless. so everything is endless, even things that end. because they don’t really end. they just shift and continue. really fascinating how things change but stay the same in there own endless and cyclical way. how moly it just won’t end this 60 seconds. amazing that i can not put an end to this. it just won’t end! my goodness it will not end. i am at a loss but it will not end. somebody help, resue me, put an end to this.
The possibilities seemed endless. What could I be when I grow up? There are so many things I love to do and enjoy, but how can I choose? I mean, we can’t all live based simply on doing the things that we love. We have to have money so that we can continue doing the things that we like to do. And so… I need to find a job that will support me financially and satisfy me emotionally as well. Is there such a dream job? How will I find that dream job? I need a direction in life… like now!
What time is it? 8:20. Sigh. Is he laughing? Oh damn! I missed the punch line. He won’t shut up. This was a bad idea. I am going to kill Kathleen. I gotta pee, maybe I can run away. Where is my mid-date “emergency” phone call Kathleen?! You are so going to Hell. Oh dance? No, go on, tell me more about you mom. Blank eyes. I’d rather be at home eating Top Ramen with McDreamy watching Grey’s Anatomy. If I didn’t need this date so bad I would bolt, but grad school is expensive and I haven’t eaten a decent meal since…what month is it? He has sauce on his tie. And a whole chicken stuck in his teeth. That waitress looks a little like Rachel Berry. Is Berry a Jewish name? Wonder if he notices me texting oneword.com. What time is it? 8:21. Damn. I mean he is good looking, and not exactly poor, but the only good thing about this night is the endless pasta bowl.
Jax
What time is it? 8:20. Sigh. Is he laughing? Oh damn! I missed the punch line. He won’t shut up. This was a bad idea. I am going to kill Kathleen. I gotta pee, maybe I can run away. Where is my mid-date “emergency” phone call Kathleen?! You are so going to Hell. Oh dance? No, go on, tell me more about you mom. Blank eyes. I’d rather be at home eating Top Ramen with FiFi and watching Grey’s Anatomy. If I didn’t need this date so bad I would bolt, but grad school is expensive and I haven’t eaten a decent meal since..what month is it? He has sauce on his tie. And a whole cow stuck in his teeth. The waitress looks a little like the mom from Home Alone. Wonder if he notices me texting oneword.com. What time is it? 8:21. Damn. I mean he is good looking, and not exactly poor, but the only good thing about this night is the endless pasta bowl.
Jax
However long may seem, endlessness we’ll come to see.
Through the ears of saint, you hear it ring.
But however long it takes, I am endless in your memory.
The sky is endless. My mind is endless as it comprehends the expanse of space, which does not fit into my box. How can I understand such a concept. All i know is, I’m not endless.
gw
possibilities are endless, what is going to come of this so called trip of life i am on. right now i have the world in my hands, europe at my feet, friends around every corner. live on. endlessly. because life ends, but the possibilities are endless.
kaje412
of course it is she said –what love –endless? he said –we may tire –yes she says but I was talking about the quality of love.
endlessly she waited. by the window she waited through th eendless hours. somewhere there was a place wehre she would not be left waiting, watching, hoping. Somewhere a place…
t703
space between the stars is defined as long as a piece of string wrapping itself around the intestines of deep space like a cat’s cradle fit to arrest small travellers or denizens of the dark cold where no life should be supported –but who is out there—hunting?
When life gets hard, the only thing that comes to mind is the word “endless.” It’s as if life has turned itself inside out and continues to only get worse no matter how hard we try or how much we strive just to get past the difficulties. Endless. Completely endless. As if it’ll never cease or we’ll ever rest in ease.
Ana
it goes forever like a motherfucker. it stretches god only knows where to.
Silviu Gherman
It was in the moment when we felt infinite. It was if the world would turn on its axis for ever and we would be immortal and endless. We would not be forgotten like Ozymandias and the others we would be here forever in our Eden.
Martin
Time is endless. At least, insofar as we know, it is endless. Of course, it may end one day, but by then humans will have long gone from this planet. Hell, the planet itself may have ceased to exist.
Rushtail
Everything is endless if you think about is. The possibilities are endless. The halls are endless. The roads are endless. Things and ideas are endless. Nothing will ever REALLY end if you think about it. There are too many of one thing in this world so basically everything in this world is ENDLESS. Never ending. Always going. Forever more.
before you even have a conception of time endless has always been there. No beginning or end it is literally endless, mind boggling and without explanation.
Wratheborel
The days grow shorter as we remember the endless times we experienced peace and quite in the open field where we all camped together, enjoying each other.
A difficult one, this, to write about ‘endless’ in the confines of one minute. It feels like a contradiction in terms. Infinity reduced to sixty seconds. Which ought to spawn a poem, but that will take longer to think about.
There is an endless possibility in the universe. You have no idea what will happen next. I mean honestly how do you know that a giant meteor is not going to strike… now? You don’t. Maybe an alien is flying towards us really fast right now, as you are reading this. You have no idea. But the universe is still very beautiful nevertheless. I enjoy living in this world!
no end.. etrnity.. happiness.. no edge of power.. no time limits..
Abdallah Fahmawy
Endless. We were supposed to be endless. You weren’t supposed to go away. I wasn’t supposed to screw up. We were supposed to be friends forever. You say we weren’t. You say if it were meant to, be things wouldn’t have ended up this way. But I say we can fix it. I say we could be best friends again.
the waves hit over and over, their numbers repeating, like the front line of an ancient battle ground, eating and grinding away at the cliffs as the beach sits silently, watching, knowing.
Fi
The possibilities are endless, ” said the door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman as Elwyn furiously slammed the door in his face. The rest of his day was quite pleasant and uneventful, watching television and throwing peanut shells on the floor.
Endless. They sky seemed Endless. I lay there on the ground, suffering, yet full of bliss. The wound in my side seeping deep crimson life into the light green grass around me. A casualty of war. Maybe I’ll never understand these things…
Taylor Thornburg
Nothing is endless, except the thoughts of a wishful child.
i wish my life was endless. apparently nothing is. everything good must come to an end and in reality there is nothing that is truly ‘endless’. even the world one day must cease to exist, which is frightening if you stop to think about it, but then on the other hand, our lives are so transparent that we won’t be around to see the concept of endlessness stop existing……
I’ve had the word endless before. It seems endless. But what doesn’t these days? Life? No, life seems like it ends. Everything ends. Life, love, and this.
The endless abyss of the deep pit that surrounds the castle tower tempts me, taunts me. I leap into the wind and fly before I fall.
Endless love from my husband..through all the ups and the downs,he has remained the same..endlessly in love with me..and completely supportive.I am so blessed and thankful for the love we have..I hope and pray that it remains endless <3
true love is an endless thing if it’s true, nothing will ever be as forever as love itself. Everything dies except your true feelings. everything else will die.
Was a lot of amber prairie out there. He rode down into a loamy draw and slept.
endless is life, because it does not end with death, it is just the “beginning” of a a new life. We live in circles, experiencing endless things with our loving ones.
Endless amount of pain seems to constantly embrace my life.I have no idea if I will ever get a break from this..but it does seem endless to me..the tears seem endless.I try and remain hopeful,and I try to keep my faith that I will be stronger in the end..but the drama from my family,and the pain I’ve gone through from abusive relationships have taken a toll on my life.
Endless love. That’s what he told me last summer. Our love is endless. And you know what? Even though he is not “mine” any longer, he will always be my high school sweetheart. he will ALWAYS be my endless love, and I know I’ll be his too. We shared many firsts together, and I do not regret giving myself to him, ever. It was a beautiful two years and I am so thankful.
The night seemed endless, having that coffee after dinner led to long periods staring at the ceiling and attempts to count sheep that never fully materialized in my head.
“I love you endlessly,” he had said.
But isn’t that everything? To be eternally accepted and cared about?
Undoubtedly, the feeling was mutual, but- aren’t we too young to make these grand promises of forever?
And, besides, there are others. There are undoubtedly always others.
There was just sea. Sea over me. Sea under my thrashing feet. There a chunk of wood, infused with sea. There, maybe, the shadow of a fin — made of sea.
It was an endless journey through the woods for poor little Alice. She skipped along the path in hopes that it would reach her grandmother’s house. After a while, she stopped, and pondered: Why does this feel like this is going to be endless journey for me and I will not reach grandmother’s house in time?
the world is endless, that is it doesn’t start and stop for me or anyone else. we come and go and come and go in an endless cycle. meanwhile this place is endless. so everything is endless, even things that end. because they don’t really end. they just shift and continue. really fascinating how things change but stay the same in there own endless and cyclical way. how moly it just won’t end this 60 seconds. amazing that i can not put an end to this. it just won’t end! my goodness it will not end. i am at a loss but it will not end. somebody help, resue me, put an end to this.
The possibilities seemed endless. What could I be when I grow up? There are so many things I love to do and enjoy, but how can I choose? I mean, we can’t all live based simply on doing the things that we love. We have to have money so that we can continue doing the things that we like to do. And so… I need to find a job that will support me financially and satisfy me emotionally as well. Is there such a dream job? How will I find that dream job? I need a direction in life… like now!
What time is it? 8:20. Sigh. Is he laughing? Oh damn! I missed the punch line. He won’t shut up. This was a bad idea. I am going to kill Kathleen. I gotta pee, maybe I can run away. Where is my mid-date “emergency” phone call Kathleen?! You are so going to Hell. Oh dance? No, go on, tell me more about you mom. Blank eyes. I’d rather be at home eating Top Ramen with McDreamy watching Grey’s Anatomy. If I didn’t need this date so bad I would bolt, but grad school is expensive and I haven’t eaten a decent meal since…what month is it? He has sauce on his tie. And a whole chicken stuck in his teeth. That waitress looks a little like Rachel Berry. Is Berry a Jewish name? Wonder if he notices me texting oneword.com. What time is it? 8:21. Damn. I mean he is good looking, and not exactly poor, but the only good thing about this night is the endless pasta bowl.
What time is it? 8:20. Sigh. Is he laughing? Oh damn! I missed the punch line. He won’t shut up. This was a bad idea. I am going to kill Kathleen. I gotta pee, maybe I can run away. Where is my mid-date “emergency” phone call Kathleen?! You are so going to Hell. Oh dance? No, go on, tell me more about you mom. Blank eyes. I’d rather be at home eating Top Ramen with FiFi and watching Grey’s Anatomy. If I didn’t need this date so bad I would bolt, but grad school is expensive and I haven’t eaten a decent meal since..what month is it? He has sauce on his tie. And a whole cow stuck in his teeth. The waitress looks a little like the mom from Home Alone. Wonder if he notices me texting oneword.com. What time is it? 8:21. Damn. I mean he is good looking, and not exactly poor, but the only good thing about this night is the endless pasta bowl.
However long may seem, endlessness we’ll come to see.
Through the ears of saint, you hear it ring.
But however long it takes, I am endless in your memory.
The endless nights I stayed up, waiting for you to just send one text.
The endless nights I received nothing.
The endless nights I stayed up, waiting for you to just send one text.
The endless nights I received for nothing.
The sky is endless. My mind is endless as it comprehends the expanse of space, which does not fit into my box. How can I understand such a concept. All i know is, I’m not endless.
possibilities are endless, what is going to come of this so called trip of life i am on. right now i have the world in my hands, europe at my feet, friends around every corner. live on. endlessly. because life ends, but the possibilities are endless.
of course it is she said –what love –endless? he said –we may tire –yes she says but I was talking about the quality of love.
endlessly she waited. by the window she waited through th eendless hours. somewhere there was a place wehre she would not be left waiting, watching, hoping. Somewhere a place…
space between the stars is defined as long as a piece of string wrapping itself around the intestines of deep space like a cat’s cradle fit to arrest small travellers or denizens of the dark cold where no life should be supported –but who is out there—hunting?
When life gets hard, the only thing that comes to mind is the word “endless.” It’s as if life has turned itself inside out and continues to only get worse no matter how hard we try or how much we strive just to get past the difficulties. Endless. Completely endless. As if it’ll never cease or we’ll ever rest in ease.
it goes forever like a motherfucker. it stretches god only knows where to.
It was in the moment when we felt infinite. It was if the world would turn on its axis for ever and we would be immortal and endless. We would not be forgotten like Ozymandias and the others we would be here forever in our Eden.
Time is endless. At least, insofar as we know, it is endless. Of course, it may end one day, but by then humans will have long gone from this planet. Hell, the planet itself may have ceased to exist.
Everything is endless if you think about is. The possibilities are endless. The halls are endless. The roads are endless. Things and ideas are endless. Nothing will ever REALLY end if you think about it. There are too many of one thing in this world so basically everything in this world is ENDLESS. Never ending. Always going. Forever more.
before you even have a conception of time endless has always been there. No beginning or end it is literally endless, mind boggling and without explanation.
The days grow shorter as we remember the endless times we experienced peace and quite in the open field where we all camped together, enjoying each other.
A difficult one, this, to write about ‘endless’ in the confines of one minute. It feels like a contradiction in terms. Infinity reduced to sixty seconds. Which ought to spawn a poem, but that will take longer to think about.
There is an endless possibility in the universe. You have no idea what will happen next. I mean honestly how do you know that a giant meteor is not going to strike… now? You don’t. Maybe an alien is flying towards us really fast right now, as you are reading this. You have no idea. But the universe is still very beautiful nevertheless. I enjoy living in this world!
no end.. etrnity.. happiness.. no edge of power.. no time limits..
Endless. We were supposed to be endless. You weren’t supposed to go away. I wasn’t supposed to screw up. We were supposed to be friends forever. You say we weren’t. You say if it were meant to, be things wouldn’t have ended up this way. But I say we can fix it. I say we could be best friends again.
the waves hit over and over, their numbers repeating, like the front line of an ancient battle ground, eating and grinding away at the cliffs as the beach sits silently, watching, knowing.
The possibilities are endless, ” said the door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman as Elwyn furiously slammed the door in his face. The rest of his day was quite pleasant and uneventful, watching television and throwing peanut shells on the floor.
Endless. They sky seemed Endless. I lay there on the ground, suffering, yet full of bliss. The wound in my side seeping deep crimson life into the light green grass around me. A casualty of war. Maybe I’ll never understand these things…
Nothing is endless, except the thoughts of a wishful child.