Sizzle Drizzle
Just for fun, it helps with writers block
Sizzle Drizzle
Just for fun, it helps with writers block
Just for fun, it helps with writers block
Just for fun, it helps with writers block
Through the blinds the moon emits a light
Blood wine, you cast eerie shadows in the night
Some have eyes
Guilty, greedy, ominous
Keenly upon your glare
It’s treasure their greatest desire
Yearning fulfillment, chased by mortality
Oh blood moon….
Your majesty
I wish forever your light
To be addled through a lonely light....
When do sunflowers sleep
Surely it’s Tiring being a symbol of peace
What causes a rose to grow thorns
Surely it cannot be ungrateful for its beauty
Where do tulips find confidence
Undoubtedly because of it’s perfect love
Who is clementis, he that travels the realms
The daydreamer who is healing his mind Wondering
Why does the willow weep
Maybe the Conundrum of being disrupts it’s b...
An aimless wanderer may never be lost.
So on the surface, you may not find
How does the wanderer tell time
Time is relative
So on the surface, the wanderer never changes
Although, in the depths of his heart
He has lived a thousand lives
Without expectations
dissecting each moment
Without a doubt, this path takes time
It’s Arduous, and truly lonely
Free from the responsibility of mortality
...
A look into one’s mind, is like the first step into a cathedral. insightful to the touch, the details are on on my steeple.
wood grain,
grip it…
It can get a little deeper.
My secrets remain contained within a mind frame of flirting with insane. I should just let it out… but then again to what avail. If this is the end, I know I failed. The colors fade, and the ships have sailed. No destination ...
Unwavering through the storm
I’ve weathered countless before
Still I stand
Growth is sometimes uncomfortable
But provides the sweetest fruit
Still I stand
Deeply Rooted in my purpose
The sky is the limit,I am determined to flourish
Still I stand
Blood sweat and tears tremble rings to my core
Until each of my leaves are finely tuned
Still i stand
Upon my search I see the light
Sorrowfully My bro...
I couldn’t be more transparent.
Through an elaborate fascia
The contents of my heart are on display
It may be hard to ascertain, but believe what you see
From behind the mirror believe the madness
It’s only perceived backwards
Do not shake me for my secrets, for I am fragile
Courageously release your past, remember your lessons, embrace impermanence.
There’s a chance you may never settle
Bu...