In our day and age, our kings and queens have gone into hiding.
Our emperor's, fly from sky-top to sky-top, hidden by mile-wide clocks and daggers
In our day and age. Power rides the four horsemen at night,
They no longer slither on the ground, but roar in the wisp-o-willow of the night.
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 3:29 AM UTC
If you ever find yourself laying in bed,
With the lights down,
Unable to fall asleep,
Close your eyes...
Follow the abstract nature of the world you seek,
When you walk through the hallways of your eyes,
Infinity seems like a good possibility.
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 1:18 PM UTC
I slide in and out of my room,
closing the door ever-so-gently,
I don't come back until the break of dusk.
Sometime later.
I feel like I can't go into my own apartment,
I cannot trust myself to leave any doors open,
Or even leave my toothbrush not hidden.
I fear the creaking of the shadow in the other room.
They live with nothing.
They live with horror,
and muster up terror.
I am afraid of seeing the shadows utter in the space of our apartment.
The sun doesn't shine on our space,
it burns it.
Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
The water drips,
The air purifier withers,
The dryer combusts and the airplanes slither,
Breaking sound barriers I cannot fathom,
I sit here in my bed.
To fall asleep,
To all the sounds that I use to count sheep.
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 9:53 PM UTC
He crawls out of the mud,
starving for light,
no matter what the cost.
All he needs is an inkling,
just a tad,
just a moment,
just a rhythm,
To know he's winning.
Divinity,
he seeks
may be pure,
may be white,
but absent of light,
for the man in blight.
A great man doesn't fall from the sky,
He crawls out of the mud,
wet, raw, and ready to fight.
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
Beautiful things do not ask for attention.
Sovereignty for it's own rite.
To capture the unattached,
Their words I will not change.
The stranger they are the more beautiful they become.
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 5:33 PM UTC
Earth can see.
Follow.
And Doubt.
That is,
A Dream.
Everyone pursues,
None fall short,
Seeing is believing,
The contrast is short.
Not everyone gains,
For slow they make.
Courage.
It's what counts.
Not.
Gain.
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC
The horror is real.
The weather never changes.
Ticking.
Infinity stopping.
Mystified in awe,
I cannot miss the suspense.
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 5:50 AM UTC
Frustration withers my mind.
I float around today like a piece of string.
Nothing seems to be going right,
So I rub my temples and ground myself.
Far from focusing on reality,
Any distraction tornados my focus.
All I want to do is follow my ambition,
But I cannot get the wind to blow in my direction.
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 6:55 PM UTC
Take your time and write away
Time will come close and follow your skill,
You will forget some and lose some
But, learning will hap and increase mastery,
Flow, you must; Conquer you will.
Again, doubt will ponder thy thoughts
For, greatness happens in increment,
Like language itself, differ through evolution
Your writing too will ensue through exploration.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 5:27 PM UTC