THE COLD EMBRACE OF DEATH
For some, an imminent death is quite OK
Especially if by then, they’ve had their day
It’s that or continued chronic pain, anyway
But the decision should only ever be theirs
Not even by someone close who still cares
No arbitrary ruling like in Science Fiction
Yet it should be painless, at a time to suit
No waving back the tide like King Canute
Just hope that the nurse in charge is cute
There are those who in principle, object
But a final choice as one’s own is correct
Laid out clearly and never a contradiction
It may be sad, but suffering will be worse
The funeral plan may not require a hearse
But anothers’ dalliance can be like a curse
Some believe a better time awaits beyond
Meeting old loves of whom they are fond
It is best, if the future matches prediction
fear fell away from discussion
the inferior postulate
that anothers poetry
hath not free speech
beneath the scope
of obligation
of love
of love the mind
is left, desolate sound
and smut ridden apocalypse
is your pretense to burn
burning earth in chase of heroic confine
subjection, and of war crimes study
you have been charted
from paranormal disdain
congradulatory suffering
is you house furnished?
If a lip could weave its own refrain,
It would drape itself; longing for delight,
A fleet strumming; a pair, in soothing rain,
World's lightening kept alive one stolen night
It would sing of passionate pages turned
Inside the bars, it holds moments 'til heartbreak
Vermillions borders crossed, endless war is yearned
What was fired from the eyes, leave Cupid's bow to take
In phantom touch, it tastes both love and rhyme
Petals, drawing on petals, the instruments, a blur
It is a joy, thrumming tune, at the pulse of all sprung time
In silence of the moment, it becomes a song for sure.
Closing at the commissures of superior and inferior seams,
sweetness is humbled; as I am won, with anothers dreams
the medical obstruction of justice as opposed to the medical obstruction to justice
logic and logical assembly of sentences without derivations nor deviations
as i am not the team but the expression of free speech
as i am not property, yet i am anothers possession
another right is violated, the medical oath is not licensable as the incision into free while collecting payment
physical oath is not a valid statement
my physical condition is being attacked and sold and purchased as tissue to erode and validate philosophical conjecture
next argument of logic
exposure death/death by exposure to the elements
requires that i authorize spending on my own behalf for i am instructionally superior to my subordinates.
an in humane condition is being constructed out of my body by the state of california and the united states of america
this is my civil right in writing to define this crime against me as a man
there there personality
now and why
soldiers find when its you
who needs to stop
when you support me
on anothers list
and you figured
buttons at home
on a couch
missing me
can't relay the rate
price perfect admission to fate
how checkmate louds
in feathered quills
history and castle
my water is salts
salts black
atlantic and cracks of thatchlings
woven networks or earth
butter churning dreams of toast
and meaning something
young liberty
learn crying and dying's language
she and her heard's probate at gavel
stigmatic, reverent and observant
monochrome
Spaces filled with twisted views & useless opinions
Enemies dressed as friends,family and lovers
True friends cast in the shadow of anothers facade
The world blinded to their greatness
Flaws amplified by a thousand and one
By one to cover a thousand and one flaws
Told that I’m just a leaf in the breeze that hasn’t been let go
Shown that even your dreams will one day come along and unapologetically hurt you
Its my fault
Only after the flood...its all good while the faucets running
Water never bothered nobody that can swim
Sometimes drowning seems like winning
When surviving isn’t living
Breathing stale air dying slowly by my own poison
Masked before the necessity
inevitably
Now forced to be masked excessively
Not just physically include emotionally & mentally
Im hiding all of my rage behind the same smile that reeled you in
What worthwhile do we have left if caring becomes the sin
FOUNDISTA
disparate
ready-mades
detrius
&
castoffs
coming-to-hand
recognised
aethethetically
uniquely
collaged
by
anothers
eye
He was just a boy, living his life each day
Growing into his young years, displayed
Day to day life encouraging young thrall
Doing as he should, with friends, football
Then life takes a turn, changes, changes
Disjointed norms twisted, askew thrown
Stiffling a mind when should be growing
Turmoil now leads, his life in rearrange
From pillar to post cast, cast out to there
Just another statistic, another numerically
Discussions, discussions, lets put him there
When, quite frankly, they didn't really care
Inside from his outside, they couldn't see
Turmoil now leads, his life in rearrange
Young, so young, that even he can't be
Being pillar to post cast, innocently he
Days, weeks, months, years, decades
Through his eyes others have never seen
He was just a boy, living his life each day
But to another, he was just anothers keen!
If you think that life
Is supposedly supposed to be fair
I can only presume you may have
Taken a wrong turn and ended up
in fools heaven
As again just to me
It sounds to me like
You or whomever told you
Or lead you into believing that
Has never really actually been
Anywhere near there
But yes for definitely
This I can most honestly and truthfully say
If Frank Sinatra owned the right
To do things his way
Then this is my way
Of preserving my state of mental health
Not joining hands
And being lead blindly by the blind
And yes I take no pride nor joy
For expressing this my view point
Out loud or in a crowd
As would nothing more nor less
Than for the above mentioned
Statement of the world to be true
But due to the fact it isn't
And I see it quite patently ain't
Id much rather choose
Not to make it any further worse
By acknowledging
And predicating this
Unholy lie
Making Amends”
Making amends
The reconciliation of old friends
When disharmony arose and the once so solid frozen ice was thin The conflict broke it and we all had fell in
Without genuine forgiveness the division is sin
Now how can we move foward and win
With added pressure weighing us down
voids from the past connected companionships that were once so amicably sound Lets demonstrate greatness
Lets communicate about our issues
Apologize then put it to rest
Lets forgive and forget
Life is to short to be at one anothers neck Its all about maturity, Loyalty and respect So lets reunite and move on to whats next
Whether we agree to disagree
In love we all got to do whats best Prevailing over the enemies test
Making amends with old friends Theres no need to say anything else Make Amends
.....Lonely .....
In the end they decide im not what they want.
They become anothers memory that will come back to haunt.
Say you want me you really do
Then in the end im left feeling blue
Is there any love thats true
Why must i always be left behind
Sits heavy on my mind
Lost everytime i have tired.
In the end im the one that has cried
Love for others seem to come and go
And my lonely starts to show
When will i ever be someones one and only
Instead i sit here feeling so lonely.
Will ot always be this way.
Will i ever find the right words to say
To make someone want to stay
Will it always be
Lonely me.
thats all i seem to see
Maybe in some point and time
Ill come up with the right rhyme
Intill them ill see them walking out the door
Leaving my heart on the floor.
Arm in arm hearts ready. To soar
But all i do is fail
Doesnt do my heart so well
Seems love ,i will never find
Just memories left to remind
Lonely is the night
When no ones there to hold me tight.
Doesnt seem right
My love is non negotiable
It comes as is
There is no bartering or discount
It is comes whole ,no damaged bits
There are no returns or refunds
Once it’s yours….you keep
So take very good care of it
My love does not come cheap
It’s not a short term item
To treat with complacency
It’s a prize possession
With a lifetime guarantee!
Once you have my love
It is yours forevermore
It will never be anothers
Or for sale in another store!!
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Oh ye who whisper's
might the words speak
it right
It sings in day
and comforts at night
It's real and realist
by morning it assures
it's labored to
refresh
and it is never ignored
We as one speak
sing
and talk
we reel to harvest
and
Wish to one anothers
thoughts
it's rightest
from devotion
a steady need for
one another
Love
my love
make all
things right
An attic full holding me earthbound
thunderous applause without virtue of sound
looming overhead no room left for expansion
Wall to wall misery held without ransom
Offering no absolution a glut of misspent thought
Imaginary treasure that offered truely naught
Unsentimental clearing of all that doesn't define
Filling up anothers with that which never filled mine
Walking teeth gritted the packed aisles of a store
Illusory pleasure long since a bore
There is nothing I need no thing that I want
to pile overhead in my sleepless bed taunt
Instead I will deal with what needs being dealt
feeling in full what needs feeling felt
Squarely defining from here ever after
As I strip it away rafter to rafter
Freeing my house ,my psyche,my heart
Knowing what I will or will not part
It's a process each day I seek to unearth
What lies buried beneath commerce and mirth
No laughing matter
Loves complicated
seems we neglect details
keep each other feelings in perspective
sorting through details
getting it right
making it last
complimenting one another
meaning everything we say
in regards to one anothers feelings
we put our pride away
settling down
doesn't mean settling for anything
Love , money and marriage
means respecting
what the other needs
I aint gonna be
She won't let me
Baby, Baby
what we gon' do
Getting it right
making it past
those stumbling block
where we can't see through
getting rid of friends
looking to the end
priorities
and needs known
Love, Money and Marriage
Love, money and Marriage
can't get this
gotta save for that
fix it right
where are my tools at
gotta slow down
on certain things
some people like
undermining things
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