tinselgiving awaythe Christmas treewe chose together
they say turtles, but without a shell?I didn't know, you knowI didn't knowthe snow would melt into truthand when the blanket is goneit's shivers all the way down
insideare not my eyesand your eyeshallucinationsor creation'sillustrationsbut to identifyeyes as anythingbut eyesone stops shortof all the depthdeep behind them
oh, and yesyou come through bardosand maybe you'll findus waitingbut, distractedyou turn to the distractingyet you, I now realiseare also, to me,such a bardo!
tears and sushiHe said not to think why it happened. blow through the moments, feel rain on your open palmsThey are all leaving now.aren't we all ghosts in the endI play around the why's, how I can't feel too much,play in the reflecting sun glints, smile like the moonbecause I feel everything too much andthat's what happened, he said. Your heart broke.oceans have voices, so listen to those onesYeah, I say. Yeah it did.He's still here like a ghost, I say.hand in hand, remember the vastness of whispering sandsIf I go somewhere good it's so hard to just enjoytheir dreams are formations toobecause that is when his absence is right there with me,playing starlight tiddly winksin the moments I was supposed to be sharing.just this, just this, just thisAnd those things hurt and the heart can notfeel rain on your open palms, blow through the momentscarry what I keep on giving it.
in this universe ..you were lookingwhere I was lookingwhen I was lookingfor the same thingthat is quite something
of ethics painting our linesbetween right and wrong they differhow will we get along
haiku for herhaiku 1beat my heart intoa submissive state: do this!hah! says my heart, hah!haiku 2my heart tells your heartthey way things really are, hah!I tell you, **** that!
stream sessionlooking to findthe something in youthat is looking to findthe somethingwithin yourself~poetry txt's live from a seat at(a place called) heaven's pizza~#townliving~see the flowerdream of the moonknow no other~and sea rolls inand the moon rolls onand this~this sore windtakes a travel satchelwhat choice?~(to understand the sore windthe reader needs to read'narrow road to the deep north and other travel sketches' by basho)~not in my homea place of shelteris called home~there we arewhere we arehere we are~he saysI have a busy headalways poetry~infinitymeets in every centreof itself~springbrings changeso change~a pandaon a tree limbtree limb holds~he must checkreviews for plum cafeI know it's sweet(super fussy friend cannotcommit to brekkie at cafe hehas not been to)~snow viewing partyseeing as you seeI too, stumble and fall~the silver hairof your motherthe meaning of this~silver hairmelting snowexistence contrac
hours.insomniactallblacklooking strong, but fragileand alone.she knows no moon or sun; no wrong or rightjust numbly walks on november's nightseeking victimsto feedsatisfydemonwho enslaved her.maybe once she had a wings,maybe once she was lovedsweetly tasted his soft mouth-maybe once she was forsaken, homelesswhile wind was lavished cheeks icy kisses.once, she had a heart-now, would you like to kiss her goodbye?
Shield of the LionThis life is a waging warThe fires rage in the streets.Exposed day by day and in the eve of the nightThe fires rage in our souls.O Lion of Judah; you are the shield I carry.You are the fire that breathes into my heartAnd the breath that wakes me with refreshment.O Lion of Judah; my heart raises your banner in my heart.This war will end one day and you will reignAnd your banners will be raised in your righteous eyes.Lion of Judah; you are the shield I carryAnd the battle cry I sing with the halls of my heart.O Lion of Judah; roar in my heart!You are the fire that will never burn out and my heart bows to you!My heart forever sings to you the victor!O King, I your servant and you go with me into the eve of battle!You my shield and my refugeI stand victorious in you.O Lion of Judah; no battle and no war will defeat meYou are with me wherever I go.
The ForestWelcome to the forest lost little child.Please come out of the shadows, and do not hide.I will not harm you I swear on my heart.But the rest of the world may tear you apart.Come deep into the forest, but tread with care.For deep within dwell monsters with knives for hair.Whose very breath can wither the grass.And shatter a mirror with even a glance.Walk with soft feet on moist mossy ground.Let your hair be carried softly by a free flutterby.I'll let not a mozzie touch your skin.You'll be free to pass on; safe and protected.Bright light like a star.A dazzling supernova.Pass on lost child, go towards the light.Go forward...And don't look back.
The Chain and the LightI was raised to follow the lawAnd hate those who didn’tI followed it to a TNot forgetting to cross my t’s and dot my I’sI snuffed out thoseWho would be hereticsI was praisedBy the JewsI put fearInto those who followed JesusI learned the hard wayI was wrongAnd I never beenSo happy to be wrongMy sight was takenAnd my views changedSoon it was restoredAnd my life in debtTo Jews and GentilesTo tell themAbout my Lord and SaviorThe Messiah, the Lion and the LambMy Rabbi and my lifeJesus ChristI will follow HimUnto my death,For He gave me eternal life
God and GoddessHow beautiful you areMy sweet goddessAs you show yourselfTo me.I marvel atYour shining green leaves,Your soft pink petals,Your rich, dark dirt,Your smooth blue-grey pebbles,Your fine grains of sand.I am in awe.And how wonderful you areMy dashing godAs you're twinklingDown to me.I can but gawk atYour brilliant glare,Your vast openness,Your abstract beauty,Your perfect balance,Your gentle light.I am astonished.
FlowerFlower gleam and glowLet your power shineMake the clock reverseBring back what once was mineFlower gleam and glowChange the fates designSave what has been lostBring back what once was mineEven tho it's goneBring it back to timeSave what has been lostBring back who once was mineLet your heart decideTo save it or to dieI give the sole that's mineTo save who has been lostTo bring back thi brother of mineSo flower gleam and glowLet your power shineMake the clock reverseRestore thi brother of mineTrap the evil soleAnd mine to combineMake my brother wholeNd save thi brother of mineSave thi brother of mine
of substance and essenceyou want to figure it out?your mind is a ghost,sincerely. it is whispers