Short Forsee Poems
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I watch the sun set upon other lands...
Silence becoming all the louder...
As this herb burns between my hands...
I forsee the future, I am a dreamwalker.
My way back home, follow the moon
I see shadows in the dark, follow the moon
Ahead of the timeline, follow the moon
Bow to him, he's the on, follow the moon
Full or half when it's there
follow the moon
-BRY
You look upon the shadows.
Behond of all mysteries.
You can't figure this one out,
You forsee more then curiosity.
But your clueless,
Each step in the shadows,
Shall be your new expierence.
Into the darkness of this world.
Form:
Sunshine has faded
Dark clouds are on the horizon
I forsee the storm
But, see no means of preventing it
Twister comes closer
Panic sets in
But, I am helpless
To stop it
Twister targets me
Despair sets in
I disappeared in the spiral of this mighty force
Hear me another time
I must wait to begin
This may be the only
Chance I get to send
Why can I never tell
How I show up acting
The more I do for me
From us, distracting
I never seem to hear
Until it is too late
But that is not what
I can forsee as fate
Silently, I sit.
Peace comes over me and I'm free.
Thoughts just melt,
While I learn how to forsee.
Receiving messages;
Guiding me from my pain
While I quench my thirst
With this gentle, loving rain.
I breathe and listen.
Relaxation is my leader, now.
I will speak and show them
That they will receive what they allow.
I cannot forsee
outside of me
I'm explaining why I am not free
This tight brigade
is of lovely jade
could this be where I am made
It is a nest
for me to rest
so I can grow and be my best
Then I shall emerge
oh what a surge
I can show off if I have the urge
For this is me
a true beauty
for that is what I am to be
What we were, you & me
something I didn't forsee.
I fell for you fast
I actually thought it'd last
It was my mistake
I'd give & you'd take
If only you could've seen
how much you mean
You lied to me
I cried to you
I guess it was something
I shouldn't do
I'm stupid for believing
in something so deceiving
Its what we were
not what we'll ever be.
Form:
Lucid thoughts
From neural streams,
Frequencies of conscious beings,
Vibrating on receptive traces
That defines us not as different races
But as one in unified code,
Sharing one corpus striatum,
Matrix network conjoining one
Connectivity between those who see,
The way forward existentially,
Those who forsee and feel the paradigm shift,
Healing all of humanities rifts.
A coin two sides to one being
a dark and a light side of my soul
fighting to help the light win.
But the dark is easy fun and better in every way I can forsee.
Why must I fight to be good to be the light in the darkness?
Because even if it's the hardest thing in life even if I die tring I will do so and face my fate head on. I will not got into the darkness without fighting I will be a hero if it kills me.
Happiness isn't how many times we breathe, it is more like the future from those breaths that we forsee.
Happiness is in all we see, taste, touch, speak and hear, and it is just as loud
from afar as it is near.
Happiness radiates a glow off off you and I, When we laugh, smile and even cry.
Happiness is ours until the very end,
When we are holding hands with our Lord and asking him
"How are you doing my friend?"
the dark woods 'round
fed by hallowed hell fires,
blasphemous bells toll
echoes of satan's ire.
lifeless loves, livestock & lifestyle lulled
dolefully to sleep,
dust to dust
as we all must.
will i, peaceful & saved
in God's earthen hands be laid?
surely, lest to some devil is given the spade.
for evil hearts i yet weep,
as pure souls can savage demons surround.
did christ forsee a cauldron from the calvary mound?
If only he could discern my pain
and feel it's sorrow near
if only he could smell the rain
of salty tears I smear
If by chance his sorrow grew
Ivy's green disguise
and choked the life he held onto
then would he realize
Don't forsake me where I may transcend
beget me to dissolve
I pray most humbly to ascend
if my sin you won't absolve
If he would only to forsee
these eyes so trite and stark
the truth is he does suffer me
and leaves me with the dark