I admit to having been one to use the word "they" as if something exists outside myself.
Gaze fixated on projections, in order to find my help
The biggest illusion, is that of separation.
I realized eye was the doctor, rather than just the patient.
Everywhere you look is a mirror.
Walls soon dissolve connecting you to beautiful tones you choose to hear.
The physical world consists of atomic constructs filled with space,
Dive deep within the void for a transcendental taste as you ride new wavelengths and embody strengths you didn't know you possessed.
Majority of your electromagnetic field emits from the beat in your chest.  
Act with your heart, and let out all you've suppressed.  
There's an infinite amount of ways we can think to perceive the given test.  Create your own questions for answers that will fill you the best, as you astral project, exploring the universe with a body at rest. The paper in this book is entirely yours to sketch.  Eye am you as you are everything, eternally blessed.

Cast a shadow on the wall
I'll sleep in the cracked brick stones
My flame is flickering dim light
Lit dim by a steamy fire side
The coal and the brimstone burn
Patchwork fingers stitch the last threads in the wool
Wonder years flutter by like a butterfly
My breath rests asleep on the wind
Stamp the ashes the embers wither away
Flowers bloom in spring fast fading to decay
Meaning is lost in a void of complexion
Whisp a of a whispering silence
Soft footsteps barely blanket the snow
The previous innocents o vanquished woe

I stretch, and stretch
up towards a place where my head is far
further above so
that I cannot hear the jet engine of your words.
I hear my bones creak
with the effort to get
away from the pollution
of your coal train ramming me.
I hear only my body
cracking like spring ice
as I rise, rise -
rise above your noise toxins
that settle like limp and sodden cardboard crowns
worn about your tortured head.
High above your hollow community
above your entitlement park,  
above your tiny-
tinny voice.
I hear it. Your hateful sounds like poultry jibber
so far down in
atmospheres
below.
I laugh to hear your wordless squawl!
I stretch but  now to bend
and see you
beneath my squishy toes.
Bend at the waist
to see who's nipping at my ankles
and I cry a tear of mirth.
A white rapid that
whisks your bitter apple groove
far away.
I stretch you gone.
I stretch you indifferent.
I grow myself pardoned, I grow my self free.

sahn
2/15/15

The surface a porcelain pond hold my milky reflection
Lips like lavender clouds smeared across the sky
Put the Angels of heaven to shame
Seraph my love, with the glow of fresh fallen snow
Shadows section her face like statue of gold
Sun kissed brass speckles twinkle with the grass
Wondered of words and soul
Will you be my precious flower
Golden glow oh behold the moon beneath the stars
I see you like ice crystal carved
Diamondesque ripe like a summer peach
Flow like cool winds on springtime leafs
You drip and roll like cursive ink
You whisper like tortured silence
Whither alone like an orchid
Oh hooded widow don't hide your precious face

Skin crafted porcelain
Fitts an alabaster face
Diamond stars of rufescent glow
Floating weightlessly in space
She's the sweetest honey swirl
The youngest cusp of a beautiful girl
Hold the weight of my empty world
My blood is heavy as an ocean

Tell me, oh tell me
For I lust I must know
Why does my heart beat
And why does the wind blow

Processes keep repeat
monotony set on track
Dawn cracks stand *****,
To sleep again we drift back

I cannot see the grand makers hand
All I can know are his sheep and his land
The body is in motion the face shadowed and veiled
Try and try to understand our explanations failed

As the sun streams ribbons through the trees
We will swim beneath a golden glow
So warm we will dance and feel at home
And oh my friend we are so alone
And i plead with the bitter wind
It is so void, so very cold
I only wish you would not go..

This is not poetry. These are just journal entries dude..

You gave it stanzas so therefore it must be poetry

Diamond droplets softly dripped on a fragile plain
The surface is subtly disturbed
It's puny ripples a-flutter away
The outside quietly echoing
Hear the song of crystal rain
The light is darkened
Grey skies bled a pale ashen plate
Word to the mountains crumbling Adret!
Her eyes softly glisten, but her face turned away
Exhale the silence, your breath a weak shiver
Small bodies cower, your voice but a quiver
Your fingertips gold as they tap frozen glitter
Porcelain wind blows ribbons of cold silver