Best Lifemystery Poems
Brown Sands
Sift through our hands
As we walk
This ever shifting beach
Sun risin'
On the red horizon
Nearly within our striding reach
Footprints measure
A mortal treasure
That is ours for a brief time
Between our toes
A mystery unfolds
Of rich Brown Sands so fine
Brown Sands
Will we understand
All that brought us to this place?
It seems
This oasis of dreams
Is either mirage or saving grace
On the dunes
Are written hidden runes
Of what is ours for a brief time
Within our souls
A mystery unfolds
Of rich Brown Sands so fine
It is a mystery to me
the things that are said
the things that are done
are all a mystery to me
I see the glow of our sun
the beam of our moon
the smile of a baby
and yet it is all a mystery to me
It began when I was a child
the world seemed strange
and so powerful to me
the things we share this planet with
the very nature of nature
the kind deeds and careful thoughts
are but a mystery to me
pointless
building a mystery for tomorrow
only to break out of routine
try to be surprised
find a way to get away from blind leading the blind
a way for them to see
the riddle that makes them smarter
the one you can't tell properly
they must figure out on their own
then figure out their answer
leads me to the disasterpiece of how pointless it is
life seems to be like that
covering up its pointlessness
a routine of man's plan
caught in the middle of demon's listening in
to the instructions of how to write the instructions
for the angels
upon the mirrors for them to memorise
so it can dance upon the head of a pin
whirlwind
whirlwind
do you know what you did
when you said you planned to fail
you signed up for that box in the sky
to perfect it one at a time
the grace of it all
and die laughing like supervillians
the ignorance
the bliss
the sin
and innocence of the joke we are about to become
that i am just not telling
The instructions for the angel to memorise
the hole in the plan the demons fall for again
the confusion of it all
sick sense of humor
and you say your not spoiled rotten
then why am i the only one crying to be the only one laughing
never mind I dont understand the way it was written
illustrating the mystery working of backwards logic
proof in the pudding of blame games
and super imaginative godlike children