Rain drops to the sound of my tears
thoughts storm clouded,
I wish I could turn back the years
Erase every mistake, every irrational fear
Lose myself in hope
Instead of seeing the darkness transparent, so clear
It resonates, tainting my soul daily
It stains everything I hold dear
The grim reaper my shadow,
I indulge him with conversation,
Even if I'm completely lost,
He'll as promised. ..
...... always be near.

I walked to the edge to evaluate my existence and in  my hubris I believed i was reaching the firmament and beyond.

Instead the sky was falling and with it the stars. Within my eyes you can follow their decent to the unknown depths of my heart.

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All flowers spring from the bud,
And waves from bellows of the ocean,
Thunder springs from the cloud,
And ataraxy from a zephyr's motion.

Day springs from the ebony night,
And night from fading beams of day,
From fire springs flames of light,
And many a time crockery from clay.

The mountains spring from the earth,
And from pleasant bowers a haven,
Fountains of love unto joy give birth,
And stars from the shores of heaven.

All vapor springs from the water,
And rain from the far melting skies,
From the sun springs a golden glitter,
And pulchritude from my lover's eyes.


©Kikodinho Edward Alexandros,
Los Angeles, California. 9/5th/2019.

A river trickles seamlessly in an
              eternal stream
                      It flows

A flower reaches for the light
             life of it's being
                  It grows

The wind chasing the dreams of
            dreamless clouds
               It blows

Your fire flied smile illuminate
              my darkened soul
                 You glow

The past taking a step to the
        future, out of site
              It goes

This is a poem which leaves me with a bewildered understanding
                   It knows

I'm cross-legged on a sandy floor encircled by a seamless wall of glass.
The future lies beneath me and clouds above cast shadows of my past.

The sand beneath is spiraling down and with each grain a speck of time.
Lost in my complacency until I slip through the hourglass that's mine.

Your despondent eyes are watching me while my world is turned upside down.
Then the sands of time come pouring down and bury me in the ground.


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It’s never good when you find out there’s strings attached. It’s even worse when you find out you’re the puppet.

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