SøułSurvivør

SøułSurvivør Jan 27

rain

a drop of rain upon a leaf
our lives flow slowly down

so amaphorous and brief
we make our way to ground

as we hang on to the end
of the blade we've found

we cannot on this place depend
so slip off without a sound

~~~

the blade of grass we clung to
hears the soft refrain

of the drip, it's music
it's leaf could not sustain

but it can't feel sorry
for the soil needs the rain.

soulsurvivor
(c) january 23, 2016

I wrote this on my birthdays
A while back. Thanks for reading.

SøułSurvivør Jan 26

tarnished angel

at the edge of midnight
on the shoreline of a dream
a voice cries in the darkness
you can hear it scream

it cries out in anger
it cries but does not hate
simply said it rages
against a lonely fate

a message in a bottle
a human heart within
crashes on a shoreline
where a lover's been

they called her "crazy Mary"
but the voice remembers when
Simon and Garfunkle sang
"hello darkness my old friend"

Mary was so different then
when the poets sang
an oblique victim of a war
the leather church bells rang

above the cathedral
there's an angel flies, it's told,
with sooty smudges on the wings
of purest tarnished

GOLD

^¡^

SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

SøułSurvivør Jan 23

people

raindrops travel
down the pane
no two alike
no path the same

roses blooming
on the heath
are all the same
scent beneath

how alike
and yet diverse
logic rendered
in reverse!

no color
creed
ideology
can make a man
bond or
FREE

let's all move
forward
tho we plod
we're the
manifold
glory
of
a
loving

GOD

Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/29/2015
all rights protected

SøułSurvivør Jan 19

~~~{♡ UNCONDITIONAL ♡}~~~

~~<♡ unconditional ♡>~~
there are some out there
who have never felt

~~< truly loved >~~

i know that i feel like
that at times

i feel like a motherless child

unloved
unappreciated
unhappy

---[ needy ]---

if you feel this way
please know that i can
RELATE

that's why it is my
constant prayer
that i can

===《love unconditionally》===

no matter who it is
or how i've been
treated in the past

"love thy enemy"

if you love your friends only
how can that help the world?
****** and Stalin
probably did the same

i had a realization long ago
(after accepting Christ in my heart)

we have a hairbreadth of time
on this earth
you never really know a person's history
how they've been hurt

~~< perhaps they hurt just like you >~~

they may be bitter
cynical
vengeful
wrathful

LASHING OUT

have you ever felt that way before?
perhaps you can control your
emotions more successfully

maybe they feel UNLOVED and can't handle it

maybe
just maybe
they have a

TERRIBLE ETERNAL DESTINY!

don't you think they need some

~~< love & compassion >~~

TOO?

♡ Catherine ♡

SøułSurvivør Jan 19

Poetry in the Blood

poetry in the blood
pumping
through
a paper thin

heart

crimson ink
feeding

flesh

as needful
of inspiration
as it is of

oxygen

Pain as the
needle sharp pen
scrapes the inside
of the cockles

next the tattoo
parlor

all my being
cries out to

WRITE!!

my
atoms
neutrons
quarks

The God Particle

screams

write

Write

you jolly-well

WRITE!

Invisible inc aka
Write of Passage aka
SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/21/2016

SøułSurvivør Jan 19

EYES OF LOVE

_ _
<●> <●>

When looking in a lover's eyes,
All are foolish, none are wise
None can hide, there's no disguise
No room for sophestry or lies

The iris is a limpid pool
Making Eros loose his cool
Cupid launches ships of fools
The pupil grows dark and full

We fit, baby, hand in glove
There's no hiding
The Eyes of love

The apple of the eye is dark
Cupid's arrow meets it's mark
Morning light can be so stark
When nightingale becomes the lark

We know that sanity is over
When we stop running for cover
Let the rain fall! Four leaf clover
All the world loves a lover!

Our amour is from above
There's no hiding
The eyes of love

SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/2017

The pupil is the "apple of the eye " that was said of King David.

SøułSurvivør Jan 18

ROOTBOUND

@@@i am@@@
@@@ flowers in a ***@@@
@@@@ growing but a slave@@@@
@@@@ to the container i am in@@@@
@@@@ my planter is my grave @@@@
@@@@ my gardener @@@@
@@@ my @@@
J
A
I
L
E
R
my *** is just a cell • and though
i'm watered carefully • my
life is living hell • i die
slowly in prison • my
roots cannot break
free • please plant
me in a garden •
for you are killing
me • give my roots a place to spread
save me from this fate • i will die sure
and slowly • please! it's not too late! •
i'm just some flowers in a *** • but i'm
living and i sing • respect that i have
purpose • for i'm a living thing •**
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Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/9/2015

Ssawe all need room to grow