Let me know... or can you?
The difference between living and existing
Living a life knowing so much real
Almost... did it not felt almost like borrowing?
So much exposure to be living in
How do you not feel naked with hiding becomingly sparse?
To even awake unnaturally to dreams
Living a morality... for only will humanity outcast
Been trying so hard to live for myself
Yet... this body I own just doesn’t seem to belong
Having a mind existing in a body that can never dwell
Why can’t the mind outsmart that bodily form?
We need finance to become humanity
And we do not need it to become who we are
I like living life without a guarantee
Because guarantees are only what people exploits too far
How much more do we need... pushed on?
Everything we do needs a continual... I want en end
I have a mind for my body that don’t belong
Simply borrowing a living for what living lends
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Categories:
becomingly, life,
Form: Rhyme
Simple moments becomingly rare
As of time further away to steal
Can experience conquer that of dare?
Are times experienced moments never knew?
How much can be too much?
When alone are you lonely?
As naked as bare as only as such
We are our lives living yet barely
Carefully falling into moments undeserved
Fallen moments upon goes unloved
A reason is no more than that of worth
As of death to remember no more than birth
Bit by bit, little by little
Too much human beings are given life to go unheard
The night never answers for morning's riddle
Can you live fully and summarise what of dying words
As I am wondering, I am aware
There are moments gifted in time for me to deal
My simple moments becomingly rare
Am I inexperience to experience that of which never knew?
Categories:
becomingly, life,
Form: Rhyme
Rain is nice when it's subtle
Sun is nice when it ain't too warm
Sleep is nice when you just cuddle
Life is nice no matter where you come from
We try not to over do but we did
We try not to over think but we thought
We do not search... we seek
We haven't even begin to fight... we fought
And I wonder... is nice dull?
Need we the thrill to appreciate?
Is it us becomingly foul?
How have we become to masterly relate?
Mankind's worst isn't a man's worse
No one has ever gone through hell to appreciate heaven
Love's a blossom... Love's a curse
Or have you known... a promise is simply whether you make broken?
Sun can shine upon rain's subtle
A you can just be wet and warm
Sleep is at times nice without cuddle
Life can be nice... no matter where you come from....
Categories:
becomingly, life,
Form: Rhyme
No sooner shall we break
Never better for when time shall come
Never a moment for to await
A little gadget savvy we have all become
If it ain’t a mobile piece
Shall then a comps or a laptop
A tablet perhaps for emails receive
With never a need to ever spare a thought
Google it... go surf the net
Information at the touch of your fingertips
Complaints becoming that of lack
A lesser being to be humane where humanity slips
Stupidity hiding behind every smarter phrase
Intellectuals becomingly more contain then open
Life endeavors a little lesser more to chase
Embracing that of company yet to be lonesome
We have forgotten how to live
Mutual understanding no longer for two
Have we the technology to believe?
When living life can really be cool?
Categories:
becomingly, life,
Form: Rhyme
What am I to do?
Where am I to go?
Time... becomingly untrue
Time... have I to hold?
An every step without a foothold
As light as only the world will know
When to another I have nothing to show
When to the world, what belongs my role?
From within I fell apart
Life as I know it breaking away
Have I a time to simply cut?
Yet of time must I first outweigh...
Did I ever feel normal before?
Have I known a life kinder?
Where is myself I saw?
Why even bother?
I have not a thing to do
I have not a place to go
Time... Becomingly true
This time... I lovingly hold
Categories:
becomingly, life, time,
Form: Light Verse
Along the way I knew
Perhaps if I’ve known sooner
A forever judgement to be real
Yet... when did time honestly bother?
And no sooner I’m to know
The later became for moments unknown
Have I but thoughts to unfold?
Moments unbecoming yet becomingly shown
There be a change I reckon
Some changes too small to perhaps notice
A consistency be led broken
If not hope need I seek for release?
Whence became I somehow become
I let go but did I let flow?
Well done to return undone
Are there moments I unknowingly borrow?
If along the way I knew
Will judgement be... to honestly bother?
With time to travel unnaturally real
If perhaps... I’m to know sooner
Categories:
becomingly, devotion, judgement, time,
Form: Rhyme
A lesser self was involved
My lesser self I let stray
Perhaps of the world for the caused
For my world to let stay
With everyday for the mind
Every night for dreams
Some peace becomingly harder to find
Yet of peace to change as it seems
Simply light to evoke the dark
Of darkness to elude the morning Sun
Two sides to never be apart
Our two sides… what have we done?
With without effort we change
Listening to what the world have become
Days and nights to only remain
Some days we learn, some nights we run…
Have I a self to feel involve?
Did my lesser self went away?
Perhaps of myself for the cause
To have my world… let me stay?
Categories:
becomingly, life, world, self, peace,
Form: Rhyme
All the poets I invited.
"Mull over Beauty". I asked.
To their waiting inkpots they hied.
On their prolific imagination they relied.
The senses they all becomingly exploited.
Awe- inspiring tropes they invented.
Fetchingly, tuneful rhymes they produced.
Pompously, their musical verses they chanted
"Stop it! Stop it!" I shouted, discontented.
None of their odes, my feelings, awakened
To the curtain I walked and the 'beauty' I unveiled
Speechless,they all stood,totally affected.
When they talked, they hardly babbled.
Their muse, they furiously cursed.
The soul-stirring poet I praised.
The lord who your beauty he molded.
Categories:
becomingly, love
Form: I do not know?