I do not speak their words.
They're full of clichés and ideas that will never truly form.
I have tried to bend my tongue that way,
But it twists and turns and limbos.
I know too little of their songs,
And I am a worshiper of familiar music that plays over and over and over.
The talker on the radio speaks for whatever—
I will never hear him again.
I am afraid of their prayers.
I cannot worship mine with foreign words.
Their cries carry nothing; there goes my empathy.
I am not from here.
I know something of my own,
And it is the language of people,
A people that walk and talk and cry and die.
My language does not break my lip.
Mine does not glimmer,
No million expressions; but has enough to convey a scream.
It bears with it an understanding of danger and desire.
It is easy because it knows something of difficulty.
Categories:
limbos, courage, family, fear, solitude,
Form: Bio
Full moon tempted by the calling of the night
Shines brighter than glass on fire
Invisible flames, such a sight
Cover my eyes, colours me insane
Bring your honour
Not your pain
Too young to look, too blind to see
You smile with sins
The lord said to me
Must I live in good despair? I shot back
He’s gone
But Limbos walls begin to crack
The lightening bugs glow through the sky
Before the blackness comes
With a heavy sigh
Wake me up, not from sleep you once said
Id scratch your surface
Till my fingers have all bled
Sing not of virtues of what reflections show
Daisies live in hot days
But will they last all through the snow?
Categories:
limbos, art, beauty, dream, humor,
Form: Rhyme
The mind not plummet with worries complain,
sign it all over, just what remains
sugar & symbols & lollypop limbos
smoothing all tredmarks, objections to wane!
Give all to descendents.
sign off with your name
to care place' imcumbents
who struggle your claim!
Phased then in one spectrum
lets cover it all
days craze resurrection
not needing console!
Yet no celebration
can merit this stall
in trust's aggravation
I fight for my gaul!
The prayer congregation
relinquish not call
senior admonition
from big pharm recall!
Categories:
limbos, caregiving, prayer,
Form: Monorhyme