LOVE CHANGED ME
She was a savage, a ing brute.
Unafraid to fight for what she wanted.
Brave enough to go to war,
For what she deserved.
~r.h. Sin
ME WISHING A MOTHERER WOULD
My family is more important than wealth, privilege or gold; it cannot be bought or traded or sold.
My love knows NO law, NO pity, NO fear, it dares all things and crushes down mercilessly and relentlessly ALL that stands in its path.
My love gets messy, mean, sometimes it even draws blood.
It clings and gets MADDENING with repetitive patterns, like horrendously BAD wall-paper in a room the color of, “No one wants to in’ chill here man…”
I argue, I fight, even stop talking to ALL of them at once!
However, at the end of my days, till the last breath I breathe, the love will be here, on these pages; flawless, raw, and faultless. Chosen and impeccable and absolutely, undefeated.
Because love changes people.
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What if everyone was the same?
No difference was shown
We all had the Same opinions
No individual thoughts of our own
With the same life to undergo
What if everyone had the same actions?
No different styles or behaviors
We all achieved the same goals
And set up for the same failure
That may be your definition of a flawless society
But to someone else, it sounds like a perfect tragedy
A world full of people with no variety,
Tell me, would you finally live happily?
But what if everyone was different?
All the sameness erases
Different thoughts
Different faces
Different people in different places
Everybody had their own style
And was accepted for who you are
You lived your own life the way you want
And nobody looked at you like you were bizarre
To some, that’s closer to a perfect society
To most, that's nowhere near a good variety
If we’re the same
It's said to be a curse
But if we’re different
It's said to be worse
Don't you see that we can never win?
Even if we try and try again
Upon the summit, I alone/
A titan forged of flesh and bone/
No God, No man, no king's decree/
Shall bend my will, nor silence me/
With flawless grace, I carve my path/
A lone ascent defying wrath/
The highest peak my chosen throne/
Where, I, divine, shall stand alone/
For sinless I am in my quest/
A soul unburdened, free and blessed/
Through life's storms, my spirit soars/
Unwavering as courage roars/
A journey with trials met/
Yet each, a challenge I beget/
The mountains bow beneath my stride/
A Victor, flawless, glorified/
her face was flawless
admired by the masses
forever feckless
Off the sharp edge of the world, am I stepping?
Do mirrors start whispering as shadows prepare to sing?
The way it looks through me, its soul swallowing
Where do I flee from here to delay from disappearing?
Pull me out, that I might find my reckoning
My feet grow weary of all this merciless sleepwalking
Deafening, I hear my heart softly breaking
Wandering through this maze; pining thoughts, forever aching
Pains past now present, a conclusions threading
Through every year, no cords cutting; my dreams were fruitless and fading
Am I found incorporeal, shy of dissipating?
The weight of sorrow is fully capable of suffocating
Falling out of love is hanging me by strands unyielding
Yet, in the blind, I continue seeking out light still glimmering
Searching for a flawless dawn; where my heart finds its healing
In this broken cardiac state, I find my reflection staring
The night unfolds her velvet veil
Paints the heaven with alabaster clouds
They drift like ghosts, whispers of air
Dancing in rhythm with the moon’s beam
Its silver glow, serene and calm
Rolls gently over vales and hills
The stars, like gems gleam
In the sky, a cloth with sequin glitter
The earth, entranced by nature’s quiet beauty
Pauses as time dissolves without a trace
The moment carved in purest grace
Weaves a dreamscape stirring fleeting thoughts
Of lover’s skin smooth, radiant and flawless.
Press a stain on my garnet lips,
polish rough to a flawless cut;
Cover my soft sigh in rose hips,
press a stain on my garnet lips;
Our bodies caress and eclipse,
fireworks and comets the gamut;
Press a stain on my garnet lips,
polish rough to a flawless cut.
We hunger for it,
yet don’t turn on the burner;
Wasted flawless taste.
Peach and lovely
No rubber pupil
Clean skin ivory
Natural best hair
No stupid tattoos.
Newborn baby skin
soft and pure like silk garment
perfectly flawless
In solitude I find silence, in silence I find my voice
In my voice there is song, in my song there is praise
My words near flawless, my ardent aria is Rejoice!
In pneuma I find solace, in solace I upraise
In upraising I see Christ, in Christ I see salvation
My servitude near flawless, my sins abrase
In my heart I have joy, in joy I have jubilation
In jubilation I feel triumph, in triumph I am victorious
My victory near flawless, my fear is not damnation
In reality I am imperfect, in imperfection I am inglorious
My willingness near flawless, my transformation glorious
She shows us pricelessly porcelain peach perfection
With her flawless gorgeous young complexion
she brings delight to the garden
in her crepe chiffon dress
umbrella is a marvelous romantic touch
HAPPY CAMPER
Cultivation of thought with in the heart
That has been seeding in the soul
Journey of the bare mind state
Agitated, while the lifeline is Un whole.
Designing the stream of desires goal.
As time fly's for what is untold
Digging deepest heart of the intellect's gold.
Unwrapping mystery what has been fold.
Following the cycle, revival of the wounded existence.
Up in the hill taking your consciousness talking of its presence.
Persistence of scintillating essence.
Foundation of your livelihood under pressure and pain
Foolishness of awareness for the manhood
Maness and madness laconic repressor of the chain
Disdain oneness, openness of choice
Brain damaged, flawless lack to entertain
Humiliation abashed the self-concept
Simulation of nature without any intent.
Here and there Notion of right or wrong.
Congenial sound of the soul's freedom song.
Beating in muscle like twitch vibration.
Happy camper for the melody of revelation.
[9/17/2022 7:48 PM]
FLAWLESS
lingering
habits
impressions
in
unfamiliar
&diverse
outlook
fastidiously&
relatively
descriptive
happenings
meticulously
rendered
&conveyed
with
economy
sweet
lines
lazing
minds
elsewhere
burst
with life
sun-strafed
neath
strong
shadows
the
immediacy
of
ordinary life
in
subtle
&eloquent
detail
unimpeachable
&alone
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
a smashed mirror has countless defects ~ the smasher perhaps seen some more
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