poetry. short stories. real life. complicated relationships. spirituality. astrology. politics. music. psychic abilities.
poetry. short stories. real life. complicated relationships. spirituality. astrology. politics. music. psychic abilities.
On days that seem to go on forever, I grasp to hold onto something, Not realizing quite yet, That which I seek, Is here.
So near, Yet I critique, And find it hard to bet, On this bird with a broken wing, Who fools the world trying to be clever.
And tries to manipulate whomever, But people are much less trusting, After watching me fret, Not seeming weak, They jeer.
I fear, Is life so bleak? Blind to all I regret, Yet there has to be a reason to sing, So I soar up to this new endeavor.
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The world is out of order just like me, With a sign taped up on the bedroom door. A warning to all who may look and see, How I long for peace and only find war. Battling my thoughts that speak words unkind, My biggest enemy in the mirror. I am searching for peace that I cannot find Beg for days up ahead which are clearer.
At first glance nothing appears too broken,
Since my reckless mind is not tangible.
Yet, if you ever heard the words spoken,
You might just see how unmanageable.
Finding some comfort in my own sorrow, Will the mechanic arrive tomorrow?
Magic is what happens when the sun rises and it still remains alive well through the night. The brightness illuminates our consciousness, but the moon brings the darkness over to light.
That brilliant star revealing our true nature, with masculine energy so very tenacious. But for balance we need that yin to the yang, So mama moon, she harbors equality in greatness.
This rising and setting remains continuous,
Like a waltz of cause-and-effect for instance.
Simply, attempting to balance out the scales
For this magical universe reflects coexistence.
The distance between them had always created a physical barrier, but it was never an obstacle so unbearable. Yet, the emotional impact of remaining separated took a toll on each of them. There had been a time when things seemed easier, despite how short-lived the relationship. A year can feel like an eternity, but with these two it was the fastest one of their lives. Time did not exist when they were connected. So the actual span of time they spent committed to one another was gone in the blink of an eye. However, once again he returned and they were speaking to one another after five years with such a certainty that they were about to reunite. He again promised the world and that no matter what, he was there to stay and ready to be the man she could spend the rest of her life. She once again became so gleeful and full of such hope, unknowingly naive to the harsh reality of the entire situation. His convincing declarations had never once been backed by actions at all.
C - consumed by uncontrollable greed O - only a few may see R - replacing all their morals R - reimbursed with vanity U - United by the roots of evil P - purposely trying to divide T - trafficking their policies I - in hopes we pick one side O - obsessively power-hungry elites N - narcissistically invoking our defeats
To Whom It May Concern: I hope this letter finds you well Time may not always tell Yet the clocks they keep on turn. The reason I am writing this Is for one simple question, It comes from well intention, What is it you truly miss?
Is it the pure authenticity? The simple glow in your eyes? The perfect smile without lies? All the joys and simplicity?
One day may you find yourself again, I miss being you - my dear, closest friend.
An unbreakable bond Bulletproof and impenetrable So above and beyond A stability unquestionable Newly acquainted with trust Faith overpowers the unknown Naturally able to adjust, Embracing a journey all our own
Until deception consumes each cell And confidence turns to apprehension As if the heavens transformed into hell That is the pain we call rejection
What a baffling moment when betraying oneself, The agonizing insanity caused simply by myself.
Preparing monthly for the inevitable cycle The time to banish and release Lighting black candles for protection Let go to move ahead with peace The full moon arrives to light up our sky Release your attachments as well Some behavior seeming so peculiar No, itβs not very hard to tell
Howling up at the moon Like a werewolf, bearing his teeth The blood in his eyes so haunting Yet, what is his motive underneath?
The wailing cries are not meant to create your fears, This lunar phase just has us all release our tears
