Thinking today what could have been done yesterday
In deep thought I sat
creating the perfect verse
a fine masterpiece
In
Deep thought
Man may lost
His own light sight
Some of his deep thoughts
Very dark day and night
So furious sad thinking
Yet in there are dark and light gems
Like green emerald and black agate
Pure diamonds red ruby tiger eyes
Hey wet river.
Hello dry bones.
Feel the rhythm?
Hear the tones?
Wet, wet,
The river gives.
Wet, wet,
The river takes.
Walk along the brooks and streams,
Run along the ponds and lakes.
Close my eyes,
I hear no more.
I will exhaust,
I will explore.
Through the forest,
I run, I run.
Fear for when
My time is done.
Kick up your feet,
Enjoy the shows.
This is where the
Rabbit goes.
You don’t like love.
You love it,
Don’t you?
Always have,
Always will.
Necessity is the mother of all creation.
But what about the Father?
In due time you will see,
You will all see.
Father, Mother.
Sister, Brother.
We are all adopted.
One another.
Even though your tears are real,
You know what is owed.
You know the deal
Multiply.
You don’t like love.
You love it
I don't want to break
But there's only so much I can take!
At night I stay awake!
Going through life lost!
Everything has a cost!
What to do!
What is true!
Where to go!
How to not know what I know!
Putting up a front!
Wanting what I want!
Everything is just nothing!
The Universe provides
Zemblanity
Not to punish us,
But to remind us
our rose coloured glasses are opaque.
- Mockingbird Stevenson xx
The grey and white fights
for space within the blue
as sunlight tendrils
try to find
a way through
Mountains shimmer
and grass bends
in honour to the wind
This is what
the last second
gifted me
imagine what the
next will be
I've understood that to understand
It's necessary to look at things from left to right
From right to left and whatever end
Even upside down if that gives you a better sight
Take a step back to see the scene under far light
Sometimes the farther away you are, the clearer you see
Rarely things are what they seem like black and white
Grey is not just a colour that clouds happen to be
Feeling blue is more grey than blue on a rainy day to me
We pour our hearts same way the rain pours down tears
Bad times, that's why I cherish good times so earnestly
I've learned more from sadness than happiness, I fear
It's weird, but I was taught the value of life by people whose dead was near
And affirmed to myself that however you look at it, it's a messed up life, oh dear my dear
questioning life
never ending task
can it be understood?
The thoughts of mankind is destruction to self
As mankind made the self king above all
Of destructive ways.
Its not the purpose of its intended birth
Yet, it's the mission unfolded incomplete
To show not mankind's strong holds
But merely mankind's weakness.
For in its earthly demise like all other
We hear silence, vultures waiting, again again
Tears streaming, roaring, like wild rivers
A vicious circle not learning a thing
Arise those asleep, live if you can
Awake to the sound deep within
Rejoice to the Master of the Ages.
Deep thought
reality sometimes lets you in,
thoughts are deeds, see em pass,
across the mind, what a blast,
without a hint of sin....
let no evil thought exude,
see your sister healthy dude,
see aorta shrinking bulge,
see it happen , me indulge,
cos it can be true,
xray says it do,
Worked on cousin Alice….
Link her face with trouble too,
See her getting better, blue,
Thoughts are deeds, the magic place,
Within your mind the interface,
The helper can be you!
Positivity IS our place….
Don Johnson
Thank you Joe Maverick….
the dragon's breath upon my neck that wreaks of rotten flesh that lingers
from fear to courage i un-sheath my sword laden with jewels crafted by dwarvin fingers
the sound of magic from my sword the echoeing cave walls bend
as inflations in my lungs fill up with gusts of breathless wind
the feast of my flesh or the slaying of the dragon soon shall begin
the pounding of my heart and the will to survive shall overcome my fear within
the battle begins in a darken dungeon where light shines through the fire
where skeleton upon skeleton many a knights have stood there and retired
to face an advesary so great delights in glory so desired
many have stood before the flames their souls set on fire
but a vicious thrust from hand to heart the scaley skin is pierced
severed into several parts the dragons will is fierce
but alas the mighty foe has fallen giving his magic to the slayer
and soon the temple of the knight becomes the dragons layer ;)
there within my veins
air through out my hair
silence within my mind
and life that just isn't fair
rising i cannot see
deep thoughts that kills me deep
lust that makes no sense
and dreams that seem to only creep
rain i feel as blood
light appear to me as dark
floating below my lowest level
and grips of shame that one has lost
focus that isn't clear
walking in which is hard to steer
sleep that hasn't come easy at all
and today in which i no longer fall
Mind in the fetal position contemplating
Rosicrucian Cosmo Conception-Theory
seen on the back of a crackerjacks box
with no prize inside.
all they offered was to arrange
a meeting of the minds
so i went,
and you stayed back with Thomas.
So there i stood, lying down,
asleep, counting sheep,
that were wide awake.
Belly buttons of giants
full of lint-
traps snaring, finger prods
along the shores of the mind.
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