Silence, this is what I possess.
Perfect praise of my pending ego,
star set in motion
by pathetic blasts.
Neglected spirit,
untouched by the tepid
and deafening material.
Thin sound variation
feeling dizzy in its distorted mirage.
It’s an indigo chronic lament
the ravenous anarchy
of my existence,
utterly cohesive so far
to the paroxysm of silence.

Trying to understand this suffering sky,
I wonder why you paint it dark
breaking stares by ravishing storms
and blues at times, cause so do I.
Your true spark there it belongs
wonderful abyss that can’t ever be denied...

Empathy, chemical reaction to my thoughts,
rebel emotions on skin we wrote like
through your fingers drops of soul,
pure water, infinite source of light
love, you and so I did grow fond of.

Rain falls only on this face of mine
reflecting all smiles I make wildly
catching your words like souls in flight,
hearing sounds of precious stones and intensity,
sunbeams transfix my eyes
widening the esteem of immensity...

The sunset with it’s rumble,
whispers of a starry sky,  
warm wind,a striking rainbow,
fluffy clouds to admire,
it’s time…

Go…

The rain makes me weak
like it weakens the ears of wheat
bent down by the gray  
surroundings are compelled to.
Bound to a strange delight
my bones get soaked in the strain
and It's blemished everything I put out
Poured out

Never take too seriously the hopes of spring
They will last till the desert dry summer.

Winning is all it is
about life.
Fashioning and preparing
for what you desire is
not so easy to achieve,
it is the beginning of
something marvelous
and magnificent.
Though fate and destiny
we must overcome to find our
place in the scheme of things.
To forge our destiny takes
discipline despite of
magnanimous unforseen
circumstances that may
unwittingly upset our efforts
in an uncanny way.
The mind must be sharpened
and strengthened to escape
the perilous crafty pressures
of this pesky world.
You must first desire it,
see it in your minds eye,
stay focused and determined,
then give it form to actualize it,
and finally manifest it.
Winning has definite learned basic
duplicative principles you
must imbibe to succeed.
Winning and success are half brothers
to financial freedom which is
the cousin to wealth born of grace.
When Grace speaks struggling
vanished like the thunderstorm.
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Words are the chemicals
Packed in vials sublime
Untouched pure in time
Their base Property lyrical

Words are the coefficients
Reactants , The Thoughts and Emotions
To balance the emotional equation
Poetic are the words omniscient

Combustible the thoughts, fragile the emotions
Handle with care , the equations
Cold storage processed, refilled
Magnanimous ,the words distilled

Thoughts never too dormant
Never static the emotions
The words a kinetic solution
Potential they have Charmant

That is one thing about fate,
if you don't follow,
it will drag you to its direction.
You can't fly close to the sun,
with out the intention to be burnt.
There are wounds that never
show on the body but are deeper
and more hurtful than anything
that bleeds.
It is like a broken rib,
no one can see it
but it hurts everytime you breathe.
This broken heart,
can it ever heal.
As soon as someone
physically harms you,
leave them.
It is not love anymore,
it's an unhealthy obsession
where they no longer respect
you as a person.
You can do a lot better.
Don't settle for someone
who can't treat you right.
Do not invite afflictions that
are not supposed to
be part of your life.
One can quickly become hurt,
bitter, nasty and even evil because
of a rob off with the wicked partner,
not knowing that the energizing
healing elixir of the universe is
hidden in divine love which is
the cause and effect of all harmony.
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How can you not talk about
death when it's just a world
only slightly beyond,
which soon must definitely
invite you home.
Being alive and yet dead,
and being dead and yet
fully consciously alive,
which one is more glorious.
The spirit within will always
take control of our being,
making sure that life is
sustained while in our earthly
body for the allowed
period of time,
whether healthy or sickly.
Being conscious of this
fact is very vital.
The visible and the invisible
world are like the pendulum
swinging circumspectively
overly spiraling around you
in precision at perfect synergy
in unison to the cosmic rhythm.
Perfectly interchanging
themselves in their diversities
and unique roles played
out in their own ways.
This is a plain truth for anyone
who approaches the world only
slightly beyond with an open mind.
With gladness the whole universe
responds to such a one with
assurance of a glorious life
free of ignorance.
Nothing is gained here really
only experiences to fully live
in the after life.
In that world beyond is
our lives made perfect.
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