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Tomorrow

Face it, face it, face the beast
Absorb it's emotions, let it flow through

Breathe in abundance and let go now
No use in resisting as it starts of slow

Be truthful and observant with watching eyes
Know the signs and rest with a sigh 

Coming full circle now knowing what elapsed
Trust your inner core and let temptation past

The body and mind are not yet complete 
This soul is awakening, aligning all within

Answers are simply not black and white
Perplexing is this situation of what is right

Disruption is the ever constant, rattling inside
Solitude in silence allowing an open mind

Now in this moment and being alone
A rock in a river, passing water flows

Know happiness and sadness and tell them apart
Be sure of which emotion is in your heart

Tides have turned and clarity is here 
Don't let feelings turn this moment into fear

Glow as the lantern in pitch black
Succumbing to nothing, remaining intact

As much as what you have, what you have is real
Dream for today and tomorrow, blossom in this field.

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Transcendence

For every divine wisdom that ever lived and transcended upon light

For every crucifix alight that lays fallen in the black of night

For all moments of perplexity that grace eyes innocent and unstained

For memories that lay still until words remind of dormant beasts slain

For presently breathing with nature while observing that which stands 
transfixed and is unyielding

For vacantness which has saturated all points of conclusion when the bells shall ring

For events of immense magnitude, formed within clouds which yield acidic droplets of rain

For every sage in passing and the potential destruction that knocks incessantly at ones doorway

For precious divinity and how it's hard to recover what was before the complexity

For voices which once accompanied, and now silence echoes louder than a 1000 fragmented dreams

For the angel which did pass, yet still you’re randomly reminded of her beautiful wings

For pursuing plausible outcomes when standing on trails worn ever so deep 

And for future enlightenments, where shadows cast pure light emitting serene energy....

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Sleep, the Lost Companion

The desire so strong to have a great night’s sleep
The shortcomings are how one feels when the morning greets?

An old lost companion who resides in the thickness of night
That presence becomes more elusive and my longing amassed 

Whence does one have a moment to be at ease?
Deliverance is a subject that revolves around hours and minutes

Time out from the rigours of a quantumly perplexed life
No escape from the relentless vacuum that persists time after time

Whether here or there no refreshed states exist
No matter, for I alone endure all that matters and is amiss

Sleep and wakefulness lay side by side
One calls to the other and the two are entwined

Delusional mind, irrational thoughts 
Processing moments that becometh the norm

Yet it plunders this soul and removes all prosperity 
This looming curse has my alignment at wits end

What salvation or saviour can offer some saving grace?
All the wasteful moments accumulate and I am trapped in despair 

Sleep is allusive on these cold long winter nights
Repetition to toss and turn and never learn what abides

Recognising the disorderly imbalance, unruly in one's head
To dissolve under camouflage and let no thoughts nigh….

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The Deception

Maybe some of us have an inclination and are somehow aware

That there exists a foredoomed concoction of our cerebral affairs

And that there are others who are passive, masquerading in plain sight

Hiding their cascades of sorrow, behind facades of solace and smiles

Nobody knows of what escapades, that each of us were bequeathed

Yet perhaps we all know that deep down, there exists an alternative

A perplexing ringing, an insatiable itch that just won't go away

And with no concept of clarity, we unjustly gaze towards tomorrow’s hostility

Signs adorn the peripheral landscape, only their messages are wearily obsolete

Perplexities whilst disconcerting, never cause any degree of mystifying disbelief

Even though these are somewhat difficult memories, upon which we regularly reflect

Cursed are we amongst these others, undeservedly aware that the cure is the disease

It is truly with ultimate desperation that we shall endeavour never to forget

So we simply shrug this nuance aside and continually pursue the shadows tail.