Best baked birthday cake
balloons tied to the sky
five candles a blow can handle
happy birthday jolly cute guy.

Even if in reality it hurts so deep
we often choose the path of least resistance and will remain
content with our oppressors.

Black bombs fly
religious people lie
sky scrapers cleric capers
THOSE!!!! archaic papers rise
here human dwelling must crumble
and masses must die.
WHERE ARE THEY GOING TO???????
in this barren space of Arabic land
feet aimlessly plod
the elderly pray
widows wail
orphans weep
and babies cry
on the order 1947
sacked from a place called heaven
waves in a sandstorm
40 nights and 40 more....
THOSE!!!! ghouls are rotten to the core
killing innocence
and much, much more....

Tossed upon a coin

A single band
On a fair maidens hand

Starry showers Fall
Wedded bliss enthrall

From a magical spell
Of the enchanted
Wishing well

Storm the oligarchy
unite with Ukraine
fortune always
favors the brave.

At blood and water
is the miracle of birth
one in a million

We CAN talk the talk
and walk the walk
side by side
across the vastness
of water
on Earth
reaching out
holding hands
it's really
like walking on water
above supercool sand
CAN you see it now
Do you understand.

As reflections of our mature consciousness
Took us back to that awesome day
When we played together
Experiencing the magic shared
As our hearts embraced the beautiful sight
Of the red, yellow, black, and white balloons
Strung together
Floating peacefully against the backdrop of the blue lit sky
Breathing under the canopy of its shadow
We too were strung together
Hand to Hand
Skin to Skin
Let's challenge ourselves not to burst any of those marvelous bubbles
Transforming our minds to once again become colour blind

Comforting the pain consoles from the ******'s eyes in stained glass.

Weaving a thin line

paying her lovers in kind

she's a man eater.

Love happens
Just like **** happens

Shaken by my own imperfections
I write poetry for likes
what I won't do
to give the most hated
what can only be described
as a solid hug

I wish I could call
Everyone beautiful
there is dignity
in a simple thing like names
SOME PEOPLE DON'T DESERVE THEM?

An ****** nymph
discombobulated Darwin

a bushy bird
out dating carbon

this glorious lark

caused such a spark

seducing Ludwig,
to the beat of Marvin.

Melodiously
Two doves sit on a wire
Love partners for life

Beautiful summer

The fog is gone smog lingers

we hang the washing

Lose yourself
give everything away
your heart won't break
and your SOUL will stay

Vark sonder gehee
gloed van verspeelde perels
iemand se waansin

Unconscionable
glossary of wasted Pearl's
a swines glory

Onplacidcrossings
pebblestonesyesterdaysbones
vergeshorizons.

To the young ones who have been taken from us? I write about all things beautiful for there is many that cross the sky of life.
love does exist for me, only if I can as well see time as a sign an opportunity, to find, as a part of my design, to free the blood of my inner child, is to live, love, write and protect the beauty of the innocent child.

Crouching at your door
squalls taunt, the devil don't pray
do not be afraid

Listen to his voice
He knows the qualms of darkness
feet above water

knees lowly
silence the raging tempest
You are our daily bread

Lost all my marbles
from sixteen to sixty nine
The good kinda blind.

Turn the pen down low,
the sheets are set
in
**-ri-zontal flow,
caress...release express!
moan
groan
and
dream,
let your feels out
e
v
e
n...scream!!!

I can see cut throats  
writing with double edged swords
horror movies

Dit is verganklik
om te **** jou neus is plat
onder die, masker,


It is ludicrous
to view our noses as flat
face masks for false fronts.

I see birds fly
from this concrete predicament
faces in ****** hands
I hurt and I cry
my hands are wet
trapped
on Pilates plateau
a place where bugs die.

The revelation of our journey
will be realized by your soul
life here is the preceding
litmus test.

Some see aliens in the architecture
others Gods and demigods.

Chaotic demographic blunders
Hubble to Web a trillion dollar set
GLOBONIC bilateral squander.

Where are we going to
and WHO is going through,
only time will tell.

I have no fear for the unknown.

I don't ponder
as much as I wonder
is it worth a revelation
do the mind sleep
shut-eye
in the folds of its keep,
are souls
pure beings
devoid of any
role?
half-night,
half-light
half love,
half-life
visitors of the fifth kind?
instilled within
the sinews of our mind.

I can hear voices
Wind chimes and dreamers talking
The night speaks volumes

Yet I saw black death
Vaporized in mine own eye
Overpowering

Misled by my own malignant
bones I could not control my emotions turned the tide into bloodmoons followed the path of shadows roaming the road to nowhere then after seventy second chances I look at you thinking I've finaly found myself in living purgatory

Bittersweetsalty
Sunsnowrainbutterflying
Musingmindsbuffet

Hate stood there stranded
He broke the flat screen TV
I needed the break