(“Pandora’s Box”, 2014, original pen and ink and oil)
Simple silent peace
Is no longer good enough
Busy minds crave more
(8/19/26)
I would say that
I am the tree of the falling leaves, you were the spring I kept dreaming of.
When all my leaves left, you stayed
my hope in this life.
I lived, drowning in your breeze, and I'm still living now.
You will forever be the spring I yearn to live
at least once.
A breeze that I felt, once in my life time.
You are important, always be happy beautiful
your °c°•o°•o°•l° k~i~s~s of l"i"f"e
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The Misery You Crave
My dying day
The misery you crave
Run with me
The world is ending
Bleed with me
A storm is brewing
Stay with me until the end
The night is appetizing
Who knows if we have tomorrow
Embrace the darkness
Don’t leave me crawling alone
Never let go
Rise above the ashes
This dying die is ours
Buildings are burning all around
We are unforgiven
Candles are burning for us
I am the misery you crave
The sky is falling,
Only memories remain
Apology to moon, to sun, to noon, to the sparkling oceans, to the the sturdy mountains, to the whispering winds, to the twinkling stars, to the blooming flowers, to the better and best and to whoever's there
Sorry moon but she's prettier , apology oceans she's just better, pardon mountains but her beauty peaks even you, her presence so gentle that even winds go low, I'll atone stars but her radiance outshines even the finest of flowers, better says she's best and best asks to find a word that surpass itself
And there I stood, atop a mountain of crave.
In front of me a misty forest of hope lay.
I ran and descended deep, ignoring all fears,
till I left behind everything but what I feel.
Oh her sweet voice, how much I miss.
To me, even hearing her name is bliss.
I can't say no more, my breath has been taken.
By none other, but Her, and back it hasn't been given.
Lovers of old, help on me! It's just you, who can help!
But the forest remained silent, no response to my yelp.
I reached a grand tree, old as humanity itself,
On its bark, ideas of how I should behave myself.
But oh too stubborn I was, to ever follow,
instead I would hurt, and carve my soul until it's hollow.
But no amount of crying can fix what has been broken,
Whether it be a heart, or a bond I wish was christened.
So I walked farther, until I saw a large hill,
I thought it may help, so I climbed it to see clear,
And there I stood, atop a mountain of crave.
In front of me a misty forest of hope lay
I live in this continuum,
Where I sit, I scroll, I rot.
This blissful poison hypnotizes me in,
An artifice far deadlier than I thought.
It promises me sweet lies,
Feeding on the pith of my mind.
I grow my own nicotine,
A toxin that turns me blind.
Stronger than any drug it seems,
It drags me out of reality.
I escape to the realms of fractured dreams,
Only to suffer their calamity.
I live in this continuum,
Where my soul resigns to the comfort I crave.
In this abyss I dwell,
I have learned to dig up my own grave.
23/01/25
Pleasure enflame through my entire being
This man, entices my lips to breathe,
Every moment we are touching.
His spell, his gaze, “they have enraptured me.”
And all I want is to give him a never ending kiss
For I have never experienced real love like this
Plus whenever he looks into my brown eyes
I always feel like I’m sitting on top of the skies
He's glued to my mind
And I crave him all the time
This man constantly put a smile on my face
And makes my heart beat fast
Like I’m running a race
I’m convinced that he had cast
A strong love spell on me
For I’m not the way I used to be
However; I love the new me now
Though he may have cast a spell on me somehow.
Your passion ignites your soul
The flames burning tirelessly
But your fire isn't immortal
Deprived and starved of the things you crave.
Deep voice cradled with tender
Rough hands smoothing it better
The fears hunches my back,
He arches it again with sweet words of wonder
When I doubt all I am
He hugs my angels and my monsters
Reminds me of parts I have stop loving
His calm eyes find my frightened
So he lets me see the storm brewing within
He is chaos reining in to wash my worries
Burning passion with worship so deep
In awe I am as I weep
With joy and want and a thousand more things
Like kisses on the blade of my shoulder
To relax them for a moment
Before the world jumps on it
Or a silent confession of love
From eyes that are afraid to hurt
I relax like water finally meeting
The golden bowl it dreamt of
And let myself be the thirst
That craves those little moments
In a world full of grand ones.
Do not be envious of the water that waters another's yard
The grass is always greener, and a reason for their trivial mirth
Remember the green grows from dirt
We are all victims of light, Polaroid
2D snapshot moments, they are no full picture
You fret over paper-images developed in darkness
There is nothing too big about you
That doesn't already have a place in this world
Except maybe your heart, its heaven sent
Fear not their jeering gestures and taunting sneers
They have not known the depth of you
Theirs is cleverly veiled pain crying out for acceptance
Who wouldn't want the sun for a smile?
And the twinkle of stars in their eyes?
I crave the light you bring everyday
A beat for the islands takes me
away with a single soft strum;
Say it with finesse and with soul,
play me forever with rhythm;
Sick hum I collapse at your feet,
lyric attack like a rogue wave;
Pick that six string my levels rise,
music is the trip that I crave.
when she tied the knot
must marry an astronaut
became overwrought
when he (she) was a slave
he had lived in home of the brave
freedom always crave
(caught moving through a cave)
(would live lonely life like a knave)
(was stuck (struck) with a stave)
(died when stuck with stave)
(like Jesus jammed with stave)
(at those on ship would wave)
when there was slavery
they always had been neighborly
would be much bravery
slaves would always shiver
when a newborn did deliver
had been with a fever
when he had a nickel
His money was in small trickle
would pick out a pickle
when in yard stood a tall tree
would climb and for miles could see
brough back a memory
Written: December 09, 2023
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Honeyed gold pearled shades
brown ferns and aspens
into shadowed paths
lit embers and oaks
As darkness draws near,
with bowed tears of stark
runic streaks of light
dapple my sky
showing only maze
of black enigmas
crimson, lucid blaze.
leading to plum sky.
Swift shades drape my thirst
like dim-lit daydreams
that persist through time
niggling at my nerves
in sparkling strings of
stern frame blush skyline!
whilst glum chorus swells
in ghostly darkness.
Gloom morphs darned mayhem
veiled cinereal shroud
as she touches me
gazing with sleek sight
hushed tones, wan relics
of laid skyline bleeds
lost in shades of rouge
Onyx oboe chords.
The blaze has withered
oblivion crave.
We all crave peace in the Middle East
and an end to the war in Ukraine..
World democracies huddle to stop
the rubble and halt those aggressors who maim.
We see the innocents suffer with out any buffer
where death and destruction now reigns.
We empathize with their agony thru daily doses
of this tragedy yet the heavy blood spilling remains..
As it tears at our hearts we can do a small part to
bring peace to our planet again..
We must weed out all thoughts of anger from loss until
light in our heart remains.
Just one small thing at least, as we pray for world peace
at the dawn of each new day..
When we get our thoughts right and our heart candle's bright,
we may lighten some lives far away.
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