Wrapped mail
For even today the fearsome Great Time is cursed and has come for me; the floats of my bones also shiver with reality! Maybe it was my fault today, I can't research that by emigrating to Hermit, I couldn't break away from you even then! Only those who have tried to love vulnerable can know this caressing feeling! Has the cohesive bond that has chained us to Reality as a solid point broken?
The joy of Heaven once came with you and disappeared like smoke! I would speak to you now who you still misunderstand, because your incomprehensible pride is greater than your giving petal heart if you understood at all: you were guilty of misunderstanding and intentional abrasion! Little Mythcaster with a recognized Artist just can't get along with anyone! "Who bored you in my surviving ruins of my days? Orphans left me lost in my desperate situation, when you kn...
Hang on
There was a maiden fair,
I can stop to glare,
Looking in the evening skies,
As she begin to cries,
I grab my telescope,
As she begin to spoke,
"can somebody save me?,
Im in a shallow misery,
Curiosity cross my mind,
Feel her heart so kind,
I follow her behind,
Shock that i could find,
The lady stop for a while,
Practice a sweet smile,
What a beautiful...
The COULDS'
Could have given you all of my life
I could have given you my everything
But now there are tears in our eyes
Nobody knows we're crying under the rain
Now ain't it funny, how much things have changed
I hope you're fine, still high on our sweet memories
Your boy ain't doing that good, left me forever damaged
But what the hell baby boo, still the best of treasuries
Could have been the mother of my children
You could have been the one, standing here with me
But now we've been rejected from the garden of Eden
Nobody can hear our screams in the breeze
Now ain't it crazy, how things still remain the same
Pray for me to be okay, because am still drowning in your sea
Oh girl, please be happy, I'll always cherish your name
What's a man supposed to do, when your love's all I see.
&cop...
Treadmill
I'm running on a treadmill sweat is dripping down my face I'm running on a treadmill can I keep up with the pace I'm running like I'm being chased. I'm running to a place that doesn't exist. I'm running running running waiting for someone to assist me. I'm learning more about myself but also watching everyone flee from me, I'm running towards something that I'm not sure was meant to be I'm running and my ears are starting ring ring RING! Its starting to sting I'm running away from something thats attached I'm running to catch something that wasn't meant to be catched
...CHRISTMAS..THE REALITY....
See the old man on the street,
No socks or shoes upon his feet,
Without a place to call his home,
Watch him as he tends to roam.
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Begging food from passers by,
Most avoid to catch his eye,
Once a person of great stature,
Neighbours saw his whole world shatter.
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Trading on the stocks and shares,
One to manage his own affairs,
Treated friends to share his wealth,
Each one out to suit themself.
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The day we heard the market crash,
dead inside // alive online
I
we are the square-eyed children
who swim in radio waves
from our rooms of solitude,
painted in blue moods
and hues of synchronized views
with our online friends,
who refresh our highlight reels
to hollow barrels of silent
stone faced laughter
and muted,
seated ovation.
eyes glued to the all-seeing screen
blind in a bubble of bloated ego,
flaccid placid photographers
who play the spectator
part-time role
behind narrow focused lenses
which see more than our eyes
who specialize in self-portraits,
chopping cropping
the big picture,
only to fit our bigger heads
and the dead stares of our square-eyes.
II
there is more life
in a morgu...
Blank
Sleepless nights I end up with sighs
Don’t know what’s in my own mind
A blank expression on my face
Watching The shadows and I trace
Mind as blank as paper sheets
Like the dim lights all over me
I watch the shadows questionably
Why does my heart pound intensely
Life is Beautiful
i would fall from heights
shaking Lucifer terrified
for Luna's starry skies to linger,
in a Jashar night, by your side.
floating on Chopin stroked ivory nocturnes
swimming in deep ruby pools of Pinot Noir
dancing on your flowering lips,
sweet with vanilla cigarette smoke.
life is beautiful.
phosphorus waves of purple patches
carry me from seas of stormy eyes
onto shores sanctuary with blue skies
harbored in your sheltering arms.
brighter than painted pages
singing lullabies in the city of angels,
blinded dizzy by the light shining
through the iris of your eyes.
life is beautiful.
punctured bicycle on a hillside
spread by skyscraper flames
burning my humble log cabin existence
...Again home
Walking to school & again after some Time back to home ,the same story Continues everyday.Sometimes catching the butterfly &On sunny days trying to run away from my own shadow.
Way from home to school & school to home ,is a adventure of every student ,walking in the road of memories when we are grown up we never know.our way changes from school to collage then office.
A day coming from office I saw my old school road as if my soul is asking me to go their.
Once again I walked the way tried to catch butterflies and I saw myself as a child with same school bag & same uniform and once again I am back to my old way.
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