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 Nov 2014 Tainted Heart
Auss
I wage war
That's never been seen before
Is sanity worth fighting for?
I'm not really sure

Insanity?
A calamity?
I call it individuality!

Who is Society
To create this hypocrisy?!?
It seems like such a tragedy
To waste such ingenuity
To dull the creativity
The glass was always half empty, till she came along and filled it up.
Now the glass is half full, but she's not here to share it with me
 Nov 2014 Tainted Heart
Pax

In my darkest days, I held you beneath my warmth.
You indulged me with your feverish hunger.
You embraced me with your piercing emotions.
You were immune to my changeable disease.

I came to a realization that you were my muse,
the best rainbow I received……….

You told me that I was part of your soul.
To me you’re the fuel to my rusty engine,
The energy to my thirsty being,
And the light of my darkened soul.


© Pax
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Silver forests
Green leaves
Violet flowers
You see the beauty of your world?

Red wings
Black eyes
Strong beaks
You see how it goes up and down?

Smooth armor
Many colors
Flexible spines
You see how it creates something real?

Blue tint
Second lungs
Many patterns
You see how it adapts?

Warm fur
Strong bones
Many attitudes
You see how it creates?

Arguments
Crippled sighs
Tears
They make our world beautiful too.
Air
Wind blowing wildly around,
Not even muttering a sound.
It pushes life towards their fate,
Giving their birth through heaven’s gate.

Fire
Flame burning brightly like the heat in life’s hearts,
The adrenaline pumping through your veins for that kick start.
Sometimes leading to unforgivable sin,
As life’s consciousness tries not to give in.

Earth
Quiet and subtle as deep as the planet's soil,
All must keep a good grasp on toil.
The element lives through the night and day,
Each of its beings not led astray

Water
The spring rain pouring down to make a being clean,
Washing away all sins to feel serene.
Cleanse the wrong and embrace the right,
To allow your consciousness to feel un-tight.

Spirit*
A representation of all life on earth,
Each new experience lead to celestial rebirth.
All four elements equal to this never ending dream,
Each stand of life will continue downstream.
 Nov 2014 Tainted Heart
Kash
Waking to greif,
I don't want this day without her.
I live a simple life
No adventure for me
I live a simple life
No stress all carefree

He lives a wild life
Full of danger and doubt
He lives a wild life
Full of gun fire and shouts

I lived a simple life
And I died with regrets
He lived a wild life
And died a hero, a vet
Before music was a poem—
Writ in an empty black book
And then a guitar played me,
The world was rung in stars,
Simple and real as spun light
On a staff of gold in the dark.

And word becoming structure,
Branched out into leaving sky,
The notes of the minded heart                              
Opened in modulation of keys
And time was rooted in beats,
The song tapping in our dream.

After— music was a poem,
Old as a birth from the lamb
And memories calling forth,
From landed dreams awoke,
Everything before led me on,
This journey into bright morn.
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