Better be a pioneer,
Than a puppet,
To ignore is ideal,
Protecting your vision,
Better be a spectator,
Than a speculator,
To rather look,
Than speak at all,
Better be an unknown,
Than a universal,
To not be known,
An art in itself,
Better be a nobody,
Than a narcissist,
To soar where nobody knows,
Better to be free,
Than found.
To find yourself,
To achieve the ultimate sophistication.

I am silence,
You are roaring.

In my mind,
You are floating.

I am quiet,
You are chaos.

In my dreams,
You are pathos.

I am always,
You are never.

In my thoughts,
You are, forever.

It is oozing out of me,
This passion for lust,
For creation,
For a beautiful display,

I cannot stop,
No matter,
Nor consequence,
My will is ever strong,

With your resonance,
It is simply enough,
For this fire,
To burn forever.

i observe
   you deserve..
i compete
   you complete...
i wake up
   you make up...
i built a house
   you sew a blouse...
i get deceived...
   you get relieved..
i panic
   you get static..
i read a book..
   you took a look..
i closed the door
   you noticed the floor
i blocked the way..
   you longed to stay..
i help you out..
   and you reside in doubt..

she's called herself sacred vanity..
undesired she thought..
hope was what she held unto..
broken heart-ed broke a heart by a split second..
sense of humor rather lovely...
A beautiful sculpture in the flesh...
You see your future in her eyes..
yet she refused to look you inside...

broken heart-ed broke a heart...
damaged him with a poisoned dart..
it was a work of perfect art...
for she was strong you see...
she kept whispering "let me be"...
strongest of them conquered her..
whom one might have conjured her...
he waited for her in distance land...
sinking under the forbidden sand...

they might say she's not worth gold...
in front of his eyes the mysteries unfold...
betrayed, it lead him to believe the wait was not worth..
but he insisted and kept going forth...
for one summer night she might come about...
and their love for each other shall bloom without a doubt...

My silent revolution,
Vanishing like smoke,
Into the air, into oblivion,
Is everyone deaf?
Are you all blind?

Let the wisdom bearers be pitiful,
May them be, ever so patient,
How is this possible?
Is the worlds illusion far better,
Than what my eyes see?,

No matter, no reason,
You have chosen,
Your path of doom,
And the darkness you face,
Shall consume you fully.

there you were.
fully clothed, but never covered.
over the edge and under the sky.
you ruled as if you'll never die.

you stick yourself unto the wall.
and you never knew when to fall
we saw you facing the golden sky.
on cloaks of murky waters you always lie.
with your tail gone asunder
far awaiting death and its mighty wonders.

siblings stare and the spectators share.
how lovely it defeated you.
how less of them actually care.
and no one knew, cause they had no clue
it was only left for the eyes of the blind.
and the stare of an eagle.

From a distance which only it sees
and only, so little was known,
for the shiny scales, and this forbidden tale!
for however we perceive it.
we never know how endless the cycle is.
for however we ended the story.
there always began another
for however suicide be punished.
there was always that.
there was always the "gecko"

we've all bowed down to you, my dear.
    you've broken the silence, and alas! we fear,
lets us whisper sweet words of serenade,
   behind the curtains, let us ravage in your renegade,
hear the verse of my song,
   undoubtedly easy to sing along,
so clear in perfect blue,
   so vivid and so true,
we've obeyed you, oh greater god,
   we promised to serve you, oh greater lord,
the porcelain of which we lean unto,
   the silence we've all ran into,
so once again let me whisper,
      my sweet words of serenade,
             that we both so much so prosper.

The thought of you,
Is the only thing thats constant,
which i've tried to forget,
which i'm so powerless against,
carrying this burden, my minds debt,
space left for logic, pretty much dense,
ever so eager, ever so intense,
passing of the days,
hinged like a bolt, rusted in its place,
trapped, like a steel display,
the movement forms a rhythmic flow,
thrusting at edge, eager to outburst,
glaring like the sun, a golden glow,
bearing this hunger, this unholy thirst.

My soul allied,
My journey began.
Wisdom found me.
Madness made sense again.
The void left me.
I am now, whole.
Because of you.

Because of you,
      I am now,
         Not pretending.
         Nor descending.
         Not anymore.
Because of you.

Because of you,
I am hope.
        Adventurous and wandering.
I am wisdom.
        Seeking the universal truth.
I am eternity.
        Immortal and free.

Hate me,
Envy me,
Love me,
Pity me,

My true self,
Everyone hates,

I am trapped,
Am I delusional?
        
L isten. Read between the lines.
O nly looking, is not believing,
S ecrets are meant to be hidden,
T o the self, most of all,

    If I am insane,
    If that is your verdict,
    I find myself truly wondering
    What do you make of others?

    Consider me a ghost,
    I will pass through walls,
    In my mind, I am invisible,
    Formless, bound to havoc,

    Now it's time, once again,
    To go back into the cave,
    Till this bizzare outcome,
    Comes to an end.

Come at me,
With all your might,
With all you've got,
If you think you're all that.

I will bestow upon you,
Not violence,
nor harsh words,
I will do nothing.

I will just be,
Like the trees,
And the leaves,
I am of no value,
And as are you.

I hate you none,
He who despises me,
Full of jealousy,
I hold no grudges,
What right have you?
To pass judgement,
I forgive you,
But forget i shall not,
It's the only wisdom,
My virtue holds.

All your life,
You have been asleep,
Learning, absorbing,
Rehearsing and observing,
Amongst a slumber of fools,

Do you know?
The wakeful hour is upon us,
That, you are welcome,
Into the house of education,
To feel the claws of wisdom,

Look up child,
Be amongst them,
You are free, to feel,
The sun in your eyes,
Do not let fear rule you,

Only virtue is necessary,
For the house of the lord,
Grants you passageway,
Acknowledge, simply believe,
Become who you are meant to be.

You,
Yes you!,
I call you forward,
Can you hear?

Why did you neglect?
Why did you abandon?
Why do you flee?
What do you fear?

If logic is your friend,
And confusion, your enemy,
Then how come you've fallen,
Into a trap, far worse,

Than that of,
All of these phonies,
And all the disloyal fathers,
And the unwell mothers,

you have miserably failed,
You have successfully,
Disappointed the wall clocks of time.

I am stuck,
      In the middle of a maze,
And,
      There are no exits,
How did I even,
      Find my way here?

If you help me,
      you are trapped,
My life for yours,
      In exchange for confusion.

All I can give in return,
      When I have nothing,
Is wisdom and knowledge,
      My friend,

But, Keep in mind,
       That it is of no use,
To you,
       Or anyone else.

in my psychedelic view..
i see you as the color yellow..
a line constructed that people queue...
to define a heart that you mellow..
for a swirling truth that binds inside..
that a persons mind blows away like a tide..
whispering slow words of death..
that will carry them to the wisdom lake..
holding dear the minds eye..
that carries the thought of yellow inside...

knowing you.
makes my existence.
never a deniability.

jolted,
bolted in a constant string of electric sensation.
you have me all wired correctly.
and the circuits I'm plugged to.
produce thoughts of you, releasing.
a longing for your sparkling touch.

knowing you.
makes my existence.
a reality.

an ink-less pen,
an empty hourglass,
a horrifying den,
that showed no pass,
i lie face down on a pool..
i saw senseless joy,
i was your fool,
you swam, like a swan to your righteous path,
where a field of green lay ahead,
with showers of toxic you take a bath..
and lay your head on the visions bed...
despite the sorrow you consume within...
i held my breath and i straightened my chin...
the world i saw, in my breathless way...
still...
forevermore, i chose to stay...

non-existed, disappeared.
        pawns neglected, flown away.
silent conversation, overheard
       we made the promise, we bear to live.
and in our silence we chose to sin.
       in every ounce we cared to give.
our hatred for love we shared to win.
      for all its worth in nothing we trust.
for better or for worse in trust, we lust.
     leave us be, beginning with a zero.
never to mention the thought that lays...
in death we parted our beloved ways...