matthew-dante-cosentino
Hello All! I dislike trying to fit myself in this box but I will try my best at giving u a shallow idea of who I am. I enjoy spreading love and inspiring others. I am a mental health counselor with a way for words and my mind is a beautiful thing. I enjoy martial arts and believe in the mind and body connection. The stars man, the stars are telling us something. I believe in God and the universe, how we label it is up for debate. I believe in soul searching and living your life to the fullest. Every day is a blessing and a miracle. Be happy, have fun, be the best version of you, strive to match your actual self with your ideal self. Love big.
Troubled souls
Peering through glass
Of isolated.fishbowls
Seeking consistency beyond
The glass that blocks their view
Although its crystal clear
Still unable to see through
The murky depths
Of their own regrets
For knowingly carrying
Others down the whirlpool
Of their own making
As all around them
Are those being caught
While watching as they
Slide into hopelessness
Of that same morality
They were taught
No loss so great
As dooming others
To ones own chosen fate.
Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 12:56 PM UTC
What a fool to have loved, and love again.
To walk through puddles indoors,
Just to step outside onto hardwood floors.
With an ache in his step,
And a wonder like a child's,
Will he ever realize,
Somethings in life just aren't worth while.
With each moment collapsing,
Of and ***** so taxing,
One can only wonder,
is there something wrong...
...with him,
Or her,
With love or life?
Why do the best things make it hard to sleep at night?
Why does his greatest joy always carry such sorrow.
Rivers over flooded, no hope for tomorrow.
A future so elegantly constructed and nurtured in his mind,
Slowly deteriorates with every second of time.
Passing is the wind, the day, the night.
Faces swimming in a sea of numbers,
But destined to walk alone toward his grave.
Buried alive he screams for mercy,
And prays,
To a love he can't fully explain,
In hope for some clarity and guidance,
For matters one in the same.
But stationed on this plane of existence,
At this moment,
wandering in pain.
He musters up enough courage and drive
So as to reclaim,
That confidence that once was,
To carry him to his loves embrace.
Is he a fool?
Yes...
But he wouldn't have it any other way.
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 1:01 AM UTC
Your voice echoes in my mind,
But it sounds like chimes in the wind,
My image of you is restraining,
Yet my spirit soars overhead.
If you sit back and pretend all you hear is silence...
...but if you lean forward,
It comes rushing to your head,
A sea painted red...
Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 3:17 AM UTC
A creature ruled by Venus, so elegant, so pure, stares at the moon, thirsting for more. As it smiles back at her, the light bends around her face just to caress her cheek, to let her know, there is something more, something far beyond, in the distance, waiting for her. For a creature so elegant and pure, cannot sit in darkness for long. The moon has something in store. A gift from the lord, something that has been there all along. A gift from her past now brought to her present. Has this happened before, I'm not sure. As the spirit in the sky returned the gift to the moon, it then smiled back on our creature from Venus. He handed her this gift, not quite concealed. But she still couldn't see. For too long she saw flowers wilt, lights flicker, wells dry up, and seasons change. The next night as she looked outside, the moon was gone. Oh how she cried. Oh how she hurt. She cursed the moon for all its worth. As tears dried and her heart slowed. She heard a knock at her door. As she twisted the cold metallic handle and took a leap of faith, with eyes wide open she felt the night's embrace. "There you are", she exclaimed. As they sat together under the dark sky, now with the light inside, they knew this was forever. And though some may say it was selfish to take the moon from the sky as others need the light to see. They realized, as long as they had each other, no one else would need the moon. So as it goes, there presence together sent ripples into a sea, a sea of people, planets, creatures, and trees. A force so strong, a power so great. They looked into each other's eyes and she finally said, "This is fate".
Matthew Dante Cosentino
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 10:13 AM UTC
I heard the alarm call
As the fool turned around
And I felt that I knew him
At least I've seen him around
Then I jumped on a highwire
Where I balanced myself
Trying to make it a performance
Never to be seen anywhere else
But I saw in the distance
No one below me could see
It wasn't something that I could ignore
I recognized it ....as a reality
So I fell into the net that
Existed not.. a second ago
Then I heard the band start playing
As I began to run down the road
When I looked back behind me
The crowd began to grow
They were following along
As if I led a parade
With the band mixed among them
Never stopping the song that they played
I couldn't lead them all into
What it was that I saw
It was my opposition
It was my cross to bear
So I had to go in
Had to go in all alone
In spite of my fear
For any hope of remission
Was in facing it down
In spite of how it appears
When I looked back behind me
I found faith as I saw .......inspiration
In the choir that I heard
As the crowd closed around me
Singing in loud voice to the song
That the band blasted out
With everyone singing harmony
As they all knew every word
So ain't it time we all start singing ?
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC