Without truth ! there is no shore
so swimming in the endless
will be the struggle for ever more.
And no hope! Of a clear new dawn
Instead a myre, so deep , and truth
Is caged, beneath evils spawn.
Filth flows from mouths of the elected
choices to deselect are lost, gaslighted
humanity looks on, their basic needs rejected.
The irony is, you put them there!
these monsters of greed that have no care.
Categories:
myre, irony,
Form: Rhyme
learn to be free
with parts that cleave
left to believe
a mere notion of thought
a tender soul can't ever be bought
in sought vigilance
through a faint or cry
locked in the faint of myre
Categories:
myre, art,
Form: Free verse
Erupting black fire
Coarse through my desire
Blotted caosim futile myre
Not far off from thee dyre
Dyre reckoning of us all
No more can i fall
Hit rock bottom lull
Lull of a reciprical
Lost in the decete
More then i secrete
Before i can leap
Feeling every heart beat
Fall again evermore
When do i hit the floor
How can there be more
In thee myre from wence before
Categories:
myre, poetry,
Form: Blank verse
To'ed true love i desire,
A willowing in the myre,
Forever a'lingure in the fire,
The fire of myn desire
Categories:
myre, april, poetry,
Form: Blank verse
To thee i am alive
Alive in a myre of bliss
Like a tender first kiss
Living away from it all
As it all passed by
From a bliss less lived
I find myself dead
In this line of poetry
I am confididing in
In a metaphore i feel
Feel is the best
Yet from my experience
I am not fully living
Living enough to call it enough
Twas why i might ask why
But why is not enough
The truth sticks out
Yet i live on.. As what?
Categories:
myre, poetry,
Form: Blank verse
It twass to me
All of thee
That not from
Inside a Myre
To'ed thee
My wake upon
The blossuming flower
Thy Desire
Categories:
myre, desire,
Form: Blank verse
~Turmoil~
Twas turmoil in our Heart
we felt from afar, tauntze,
Thyn twas'ed evil in our Hearts
ruptured from thee precepess of
will, . . . be that it let it be
by will . . . that this precepess
this evil taken forth, & decay's
thus thyn will, of fortitude,
byein thy precepess of will, brought
foreward with fortitude, & justice
seeking from the myre, of thyn
Fortitude taking no heed accord
with itself, & to stand strong, as
I am Strong . . .
Categories:
myre, anxiety,
Form: Blank verse
I watch the gleam of those sparkling eyes
And wheeze through the freedom of the open skies
Her fascination
In imagination
Is like a hypnotizing charm of a born magician
I am wide awake over the Earth’s blanket of grass
Then open my hands to spread my magic like shattering glass
I embrace your desire
To ignite the fire
And soon I’m discovered in the lands of Myre
Gather yourself up and find peace in his kingdom
For God, he reigns us with his love and wisdom
When bound
I found
The joy in his world, all around
You stand there at distance in poise motionless
And sigh heavily with no words to express
Your agony
Snging melancholy
Longing to be free and get a taste of my liberty;
If only we can learn to cherish the beauty within us
Like finding mysterious truths in a book anonymous!
Categories:
myre, feelings, freedom, god, philosophy,
Form: Quintilla
A still air, a peaceful and gentle rain,
A summer evening, a girl that's insane.
Out of her room and into the street,
She dances in the rain, in her bare feet.
Her hair dripping wet, her dress clinging to her,
She spins and she sways, smelling of myre.
With the pigeons and the doves she plays,
She sings to the sky in her joyful haze.
There's only one who loves her, only one who cares,
He'll dance with her, he'll ignore the glares.
Though she'll never fully understand,
He'll always love her, he'll always hold her hand.
Categories:
myre, love,
Form: I do not know?