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MysticRiddleton Feb 2018
Revelation of Love -
it all started
with a wink
that unraveled
the mystic sentiments -
a sudden spark
that may corrupt.

Lust of Love -
a thirst to be quenched,
a hunger to be satisfied
sparks flames of deceit
and destroys the essence
of genuine love.

Compassion of Love -
true love, it is
that hopes to unite
galaxies apart
picks not
from the favored
but delivers unto all -
that which sparked lights
that lit up the dark void.
MysticRiddleton Feb 2018
For a man in search of the past -
Vague and dark as it has been -
Gropes about the every odd yet familiar.

A flicker of the lights will do.
MysticRiddleton Nov 2017
Eyes of judgment
Whose sudden glare
Filled with scrutiny
Lives within
Are prideful souls
Each with thought of disdain
Over the heads of dishonored variances.
Racism is an act of bad attitude towards societies and cultures.
MysticRiddleton Nov 2017
Sweet endeavor
That awakens
The lively spirit
Of the children's joy
Whose eagerness
Exhibits a wayward future
Of the grown-ups' flesh
Whose excitement
Delivers to temptations.
Yummy.
MysticRiddleton Nov 2017
Humiliate the crown
Of royal blood
Whose head's up high
And draws imperial line
With greedy towers
Standing tall
And never bows
Before his Servants.

Oh, bow before the Servants!
Whose blood is full of gold
Let not a droplet spill
And end the serving line
Whose shelters sway in awe
Hardly standing tall
Bows forevermore
Before the guiltless crown!
The superior heads should learn to respect the people they can manipulate. They are valuable. Without them, they are vulnerable.
MysticRiddleton Nov 2017
Letters and hues
So warm and inviting
On the sheets that entice
So full of delight.

Leaflets I make
Deliver unto all
Mnemonics of compassion
Fair and unselective.

So grants the mass
Whose love is for the meek
Whispers of concern
Hearken truth to offer.

If only I could make
Leaflets of eternity
To offer truth to all
And long until infinity.
To invite the entire humanity for any agendum is but a challenge, yet it is my ambition to spread the humane morality, gradually if not so soon.
MysticRiddleton Oct 2017
I saw a farmer fly a plane
Above the clouds, I saw his hand
Lift up the burden in his arm
In the air, he tossed the seeds

The swift cold breeze headed South
Dragged them downwards to the ground
Each was scattered all around
To various sections of the land

A seed fell down the good soil
It grew healthy, nice and strong
The sun looked down, it looked up
Water sprinkled; it received

A seed fell down the grasslands
It grew weak, sad and stubborn
The sun looked down, it looked down
Water sprinkled; it got none

A seed fell down the stones
It grew speedy, tall but weak
The sun looked down, it trembled
Water sprinkled; was too late

A seed fell astray by the wayside
It stayed asleep and sprouted none
The sun looked down, and water sprinkled
The fowl passed by and ate the seed.
The title "To Become Where You are" is what the context of the poem symbolizes.
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