The uphill climb,
rigorously relentless
with ambling ambitions
and schematic stratagem,
blueprinted blatantly
on the blank
parchment of mind,
sketched skillfully
with chameleon color shift,
transiently transfixed.
The gripping gravity
of transcendental time
of the loaded past
pulls back incessantly
the present instants,
fastens in retrospect
the incoherent network
of faltering footsteps
at the refurbished root
of existential essence.
The intent inertia
of living force
creates proactive
causal momentum
of tumultuous time,
permeates the perception
of the fourth dimension.
The construed continuum
of elusive eternity,
strives to unveil ineffectually
the shrouded acuity
at the summit of actuation,
emotionally evasive.
The climb connotes
a futile foray
to nowhere.
I'm rude to Devil.
I'm rude to the evil works.
Long suffers to good.
Flower extract
On the body worn ahead of human contact,
A pressurized can preserving it;
With a vaporizing mechanism
That upon actuation gets friendly faces lit,
Further brightening the ones bought over by tribalism.
A liquefied fragrance for armpits
But also for arresting smells keener than a cesspit’s
And for the fortunate handkerchief
Of a folk alive to bad odour and its mischief.
To it a woman lends her neck,
Fully trusting the romantic havoc it does wreck;
A roguish sureness that some man against it shall brush
And a withdrawal from same not rush,
Lingered kisses planting there
With the whole world finding it just fair!
Perfume is by the fashionable grabbed;
During a kidnap, together with it nabbed,
The female habitual user letting out a frustrated sigh
After a shopping and she didn’t remember to it buy.
Mystic Deep-thoughts Macabre Assumptions
Designer Molecule Actuation
Magical Astral-projection
Actualization
An Awakening
by Odin Roark
The cover of cotton comfort
How secure the asylum
Overhead
Body
Snuggled deep in pre-sleep
How determined we become
To relieve that daily nemesis
Reality’s reminder that fantasy
Desires nothing more than peace
Our minds and hearts
Scream at each other
Wanting only the accord
Available to those who abandon
Make believe beyond
Informative abstract
Accepting not reason and logic
Opting instead for the quick fix of escape
Suffers vacuous results
Where goes the lost potential
The essence struggling for actuation
The reaching ratification of reality
Wanting but understanding
Expecting nothing beyond acceptance?
For the weak
Gravity holds firm
For the strong
Purity of soul renders invisible
Those obstacles reserved for the anemic
The few who open eyelids
Consenting to light and colors
Infiltrating the monochromatic world of failure
Flows a rainbow of understanding
How revelatory the moment
When allowance delivers epiphanies remarkable
Rendering doubt but a glitch
Self-loathing but a challenge
Where outcome is all it needs to be
While pursuing
An awakening