Rocks ripple my river reflection
as amber and caramel leaves spiral
from sleeping oaks
landing atop water as lily pads
and clothing my mirror image.
I envy the resting trees,
tucked in for the winter.

As the World
turns
I can hear the world
Yearn
They're unruly and desperately
reck-less
seeking for love on ever-
lasting
terms
But they proceed with no concern
they're unable to discern or
learn
Not heeding the many
warnings and dan-
gers
Unaware of the many
forces that lin-
ger
Now as we stand by idly
as we witness
this cruel state of
Ig-nor-ance
We're losing our
Innocence
instead of making sense
of what's
going on
Unconvinced
of the shapes that are
taking form
We're miss-in-
formed
sowing the seeds to breed the
Devil's
Spawn
Provoking violence within the
mindset
of the spiritually blinded
While letting our
Silence
speak the truth
of the spirits that blind
Us
Reminding us
of where we Fail
A rude awakening
outa the
Spell
Snapping outa the
Trance
of being frozen in a
mea-ning-less
stance
For our only chance to
Survive
Is to thrive in our
circumstance
Moving on in advance
observing Truth
Learning to pro-
gress
As we focus in our aims
to Arrest
these
developments of
Carnality
We're pulling down the
Devil's
Faculty
Exposing Principalities
wherever
they
may
Be

Flying hearts
Warm smiles
That is what my heart
Truly desires

Soft lips
A gentle kiss
Oh, man, Oh, man!
I’m already dreaming of kids

Sparkling eyes
Mimosas with our sunrise
Just as Picasso
Drew us these bright skies

A gentle touch
And a beauty unmatched
My heart to you
Has become too attached

A fiery heart
A surprise with a twist
It is you I describe
On my grocery list

Sorry haven't been on here for a while. Got no inspiration and tbh I'm not a poet just a lost soul looking for who he is. I'm almost 20 and still not the same.

Ps. Thanks for all the positivity, I got surprised with it today:)