In the depths of our being, where thoughts intertwine with uncertain dreams,
there lies an error born from the womb of time, like an echo of origins,
the belief that we exist solely to embrace happiness as a cloak of light,
but as long as we persist in this illusion that dances on the edge of the abyss,
and even allow ourselves to be convinced by optimistic dogmas promising clear skies,
the world appears to us full of contradictions, like a labyrinth of deceptive mirrors,
where the shadows of truth break into distorted and ephemeral reflections,
for in the pursuit of happiness we overlook the depth of cosmic silences,
where each moment of clarity is a gift from the universe whispering secrets,
yet we, thirsty for the absolute, chase illusions like children thirsty for stories,
while life flows like a silent river in the valley of time, without waiting for us,
and thus, we learn to look beyond the thin veil of fleeting expectations,
seeking hidden meanings in every whisper of the wind that blows among the stars,
and in every shadow that dances on the walls of our hearts, longing for peace.
In the forest of stars where thoughts intertwine like eternal branches,
The human imagination is born like a dragon from the mist of dreams,
Transforming the earth into a canvas of colors flowing from the heart of the sky,
In the ocean of the mind where desires ripple like waves of light,
We do not surrender our crystal wings to ideologies that bite into the blue sky,
We do not yield the helm of the ship of dreams to those who do not know how to dream.
Instead of losing ourselves in shadows that slither across the cold ground,
Let us rise toward the sun, seeking the rays that reveal our soul,
With an open heart, like a gateway to the infinite worlds of the heart,
Let us be weavers who braid the threads of destiny with golden hands,
For each of us carries a hidden galaxy in our gaze,
Each of us is a line in a cosmic poem waiting to be heard,
And thus, in the silent song of the universe, let us leave our echo,
Let us be the stars that shine eternally in the endless night of time.
In a world of shadows, where dreams intertwine with unfulfilled desires,
where the bonds between souls stretch and twist like silken vines,
I find my heart wandering among echoes of memories and extinguished sighs,
seeking happiness in someone else's smile, in a glance or a word,
but as often promised happiness is just a mirage on the sands of time,
and relationships turn into labyrinths of mirrors where we lose ourselves,
I wonder if true happiness resides in the silence between heartbeats,
in the quiet of forests where trees whisper their stories to the ear of the wind,
where souls can rest, far from the tumult of the restless and unforgiving world,
and I wonder if happiness might be a state of being, rather than having,
a dance of light and shadow where we find our fragility and strength,
where every step is a moment of grace, a flight on the edge of eternity,
for in our connections with others we discover our vulnerability and need for love,
but also the path to ourselves, to the essence that asks for nothing,
only to be, to feel, to live in peace with all that is and will never be.
In a city where dreams intertwine with the shadows of dull days,
society turns away from those who dare to dream,
as if they were committing a crime against the silent laws of time,
because their dream is a flame that disturbs the gray tranquility of the city.
We are all travelers on a sea of memories that slowly fade,
but some carry stars in their eyes and desires that cannot be extinguished,
and these cannot be forgiven, for their dreams are silent rebellions,
an explosion of color defying monotony and gray sadness.
Perhaps society embraces those who steal moments,
those who trap light in cages of concrete and sell it in pieces,
but it will not understand the one who carries their soul like a living canvas,
where each dream is a splash of color, a cry against routine.
Ah, traveler of dreams, wear your burden like a mantle of light,
for the world does not know how to forgive those who look at the sky with longing,
and find in it an infinity of possibilities that cannot be contained,
while the earth murmurs its secrets beneath the hurried footsteps.
In the depths of my mind, futile thoughts intertwine,
Information loses its form, seeking to become knowledge,
But knowledge is not wisdom, merely an endless road,
Shrouded in the mist of truth it cannot touch,
Truth, an illusion that knows no beauty,
And beauty, a shadow of love that cannot sing.
And love, a dream shattered by the reality of music,
Music, the only truth that pierces the silence,
While each note dances on the edge of infinity,
The essence that unites everything, and yet, nothing else matters.
In a world of illusions, music is the beginning and the end,
Solitude and ecstasy, woven in sublime harmony,
And thus, I lose myself in it, with an open soul,
For it, only it, is more than all that can be,
It brings me peace and turmoil, unique and eternal,
In a universe of lies, music remains,
Vibrating in the depths of the heart, the ultimate truth.
From the left eye divine...from the right eye sublime with Christ forever
August 6th 2024
People's live matter
Muscles and sinews connect
Racism shutter.
In the realm where the cosmos and dreams intertwine,
A tale unfolds, as old as time.
Stars whisper secrets to the moon's glowing face,
In a dance of light, across the vast space.
Galaxies twirl in an eternal ballet,
Guided by forces unseen, in a cosmic array.
Planets and stars in harmonious delight,
Illuminate the universe, piercing the night.
In the heart of a star, a new life takes form,
A planet, a home, in the cosmic storm.
Mountains rise high, and rivers run deep,
In this world where dreams and reality meet.
Life emerges, a testament to time,
In this symphony of existence, sublime.
From stardust we came, to stardust we return,
In the grand tapestry of life, as the stars brightly burn.
So here's to the cosmos, and dreams that take flight,
In the dance of the universe, bathed in starlight.
Trails of time
I note the trails sublime
I see them dance around
my fingers like starlight
arcing in the night
I intertwine the firelights
dancing around my thumb
around the rings of gods
Sphere spinning in deep depths of space
I drop stones in the oceans of the universe
and watching the ebbs,
feeling the flows
knowing the waves
cresting in time
play in the fabric
of infinite space
intertwine
Trails of time
I note the trails sublime
I see them dance around
my fingers like starlight
arcing in the night
I intertwine the firelights
feeling the delicate
dance of serenity
in the throes of divinity
I intertwine
Tears soothe heart's sorrow
A shoulder to lean heals the weak.
No soul seals the heart’s pore
The self only pictures its gore.
Humanity needs a shoulder to cry on,
As a star needs a night to shine.
Souls intertwine.
No man fills an island
Even testos do ease in she hand.
Sole forage piles up to forlorn.
A prowl without Devine to call on
Scare's chirping birds the jungles pawn
Like bush foliage raffled and blown
The weaklings and rats scrum
In nature fear and tantrum
But real prey pray to God.
No good the groping of blind
Endeavor on your own
The devil your soul will bind.
The abyss of hell you drawn
On bare a seed you're sown,
Blown by route less gust wind,
On the dumps yourself will find.
Intertwine -
Your Body and mine,
I forget where you end and I begin,
Your skin on my skin,
You said you loved me you promised,
But you were never good at being honest,
Such a beautiful liar,
Set me on fire,
Don't you know I'm good for you?
I'd rip out my heart put it on my sleeve for you?
Let the ground swallow me whole,
For a glimpse into your soul,
LET ME SEE YOU
Let me love you,
All your broken parts,
Your lonely parts,
Your having me laugh until I cry parts,
Even the part that broke my heart.
But you have won,
I have come undone.
The frightful night brings evening dreams that breeze
A host of thoughts to occupy my mind.
While I breathe in and out melodious wheeze,
Reality, with nightmares intertwine,
A host of thoughts to occupy my mind,
Prevent me now from sleeping fast and deep.
Reality, with nightmares intertwine,
To force me to my lifeless knees and weep.
Prevent me now from sleeping fast and deep
Hold back those demons that invade my peace:
To force me to my lifeless knees and weep;
To torture my straight line into a crease.
Hold back those demons that invade my peace,
While I breathe in and out melodious wheeze...
To torture my straight line into a crease,
The frightful night brings evening dreams that breeze.
***
March 21, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
In vague soft sepia you appear to me...
Those timeless seconds
where sleep and wake intertwine.
A face I want to touch, recognize,
my fingers reach but cannot uncover
your warm radiance like the moon,
warmth like the sun.
In the hour after seeing you
I lament a loss I don't recall.
Arms around an infant, and a voice
that sings soothing songs, cradle...
Who are you?
Was there ever a stage in my life
that I knew you? That you sang this
song for me in a language near forgotten?
I wish I didn't dream about you anymore,
that you were a fastly fading Polaroid,
disappearing for ever without yearning
or longing.
***
March 1, 2017
© Darren White
Dark clouds cover
Thunder rolls
Raindrops start to form.
A time for gloom
The state of my mind
Soon like raindrops tears may fall.
Life's journey once started
Comes to a sudden end
Full of heartbreaks and pain.
Every dream pursued, wished
Is torn apart and abondoned
By action so careless and selfish.
But time has to move
Life must go on
I did find a new heart today......
Shattered like mine too
Torn by another action
Both neglectful and heartless.
With my dreams
The life I wish to find........
With yours too
The man you wish to find.......
A new dream is born in me
To you I shall reveal.
Our hearts, souls and minds shredded
This life let us share
Dreams and wishes like theads........
Let us join, weave and intertwine
To mend them again
Both our hearts, souls and minds
If Passion was Red and Lust was Blue.
I'd put them together and watch the magic they'll do.
Mix than match like mischiefest lovers,
Purple droplets form like sweat falling on blank canvas covers.
As passion and lust create's a masterpiece before my eyes,
Red and blue fireworks explode in the sky.
With this type collaboration I not only crave it but I adore,
To be that blank canvas as my body anxiously screams more...
Surrounded by color waiting on my chance,
To be apart of something beautiful with passion and lust enhanced.
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