(Secret lovers) By meself.. secret devotions, titled emotion sweeps the dusted lands.. Secrets turned to openness,false lovers have strong demands. Fashion glasses and technology to hide the child inner face, the inner place is no longer in their hearts, yet their pocket books. Unswept crannies and nooks to unmask young romancers graves, where if you turn the page your conquest would not be seen..Two lovers one dream can they entrust all to eachother, sister and brother how thyselves you soon forgot.. The kettled *** boils to free those worldly slaves, where none behave. For god calls us all to an enlightening where the invitings for you and me not them..Forget your soo called friends for they make you stools of what was, all because fake words turned reality..For they believe as they please, their hearts are lusted, theyve spoiled their seed.. Open your eyes new age 60s generation, where **** and ******* are now your wicked god..You fashionistas you comfortable slobs...How lost you have become in fornications, where the world is your heaven, your divided nations are bound to fall sometime soon....

(Heated, Fiery trials,) by meself.. The time will come When our beloved planet will feel the suns quench, No breakfast or lunch to soothe that sweaty emotion..All time and devotion unravelling childhood memories, Where winters freeze, and you are still left by yourself...Kept, Wept, and melt out, Drawn to a pad of papery apprentice.. Such a menace when others think they know you, to show you such devious inventions..Of evil intention , they live to watch you die. To watch you cry and spill out all inners, Where your platters not entered into win any prizes..Miracles are few these days, The dark has infiltraded, the glooms turned to haze....Soo many Live in materialism and dreameries Lodge, where their cabin of themself is god , for they forgot who they are...phantom masks, fast cars..How a coverup to hide scarred innocence, where childplay rememberance Hits all at once...Who we really are...The cold empty bars are now lovers best friends...What a sad combination...We only have today to do our made out wills, For the numbings soo skilled this time of Infestations...Tretchery is Now the new..ALL HOT DAYS TO COME , none cool, For the furnaces will feel the excite..Days and nights will be mans worst enemy...The moon climbs the cosmic wave to show us all whats to be bound...Speakerphone sounds can no longer show humanity the reality of themselves..When will they see all belonging is there...Will they find it? or forever be Wanderers?

Bennus crossing- by me... Awake oh world..awake 2015.. This is not a dream, a public announcement!!
An endorsement of fiery destruction will reign upon earhtly cities. A crossing of no pity. For twas predicted long ago...
Thy lands will be cleansed as snow. Howl and moan/ for trees will be scorched a twist! Thy eye sockets wilt be ripped and headache wilt be a molehill for thou!!!
Banks wilst crumble, babies shalt mumble as in Noah's day!!!what's wrong? No loving songs, to the devil you'll make a parade!!!!
You clown of display, skies will grey and stars shalt be fiercesome and almighty as thy green greedied dollar!!!
Here's thy collar, oh don't forget thy new world chip, for all younger days and innocence you'll wish thou couldst return!!!! Return to thy own dust oh man!!!for its lives thou took, now thy life to be given!!! No feast of thanksgiving! Can't thou read the scribes writing?
Blind thou hath been for over 2000 years, stack thy gold corrupted by moss in thy underground cellar!!!fighter, yeller!
Cop brutality shalt get much worse! Violence will between thou sister and brother! Can thou not changeth thine own way? Mummified curse indeed! Pigfeed you've become to ones who blow the horns! Watch out/move.....don't get burned!!!!volcanic destruction will match quakes to rattle thy mortars, for climatic borders will be bound by new order charisma!!!!hope!!hope!!the crowd yells to their thorned crown king!!!2015 the year of the blood moon! The year of thine own final sting!

Apparition's of the darkest of days,
Swept feet,rythmless beats, bang on dark caves!!!

Abject, abject , come out of thy tombs, the warmongers draweth near in silk satin platoons!!!!

Cold hit's the wall, rain hits thine door, the floodgates flap open, no rubies on shore!!!

We art all one!! Grains of sand enlightened to Egyptian sun. We art all free, but slaves to what is..

Gather thine good's, for the abysmal's now understood!!!

For their laughing is now mixed with tears, for its thy blood now that sheds humanities darkest of fears!!!

Thy hearts burden is heavy!!!

Thine eye's, dragged and soaked.

Thou canst run from thine self thou Master of dark cloak!!!!!!!!

Tip-top silently, ourn Whisper's go through a box,
Lock me up, tie me down,

For this heart beat's slowly to STOP!!!!!!!!!!

Well of life, oh well of life!!! Spring me thy vibrant blamelessness,
For am I amyss? Wishful to Pius beliefs? That theres a queen, not a thief?
Staring at her screen as me!!!
Consternation in unbelief?

Gathering her end day fears!!!

Shall she pike near?
And hitchike mine hazy distortion?
With our love would be proportion,
No distortionary tyrant to ourn view!!!
Sleeping silently in our room,
Being as just small wombs!!!

Acquisitive and itchy to our next step!!!!

For tis this I have wept,
Thinking over and over,

For wheres thine four leaf clover,
For mine good Irish luck?

Trapped in the ducts of civilation lost?

For what's thy cost old globed ball see'r?

A pound or a ruby?
A million in cash?
Or cheap movie?

For I'd give you mine all to basque in ones appearance,

A PRI maddona I strive in all
Contrivance.....

Today I went past mine old childhood school,
Where thine rules weren't cruel,
But only to educate ones senses,

Yet at a childhood thought,
What can one truly learn?

I passed many turns as old homes had new color,
It seemed strange,

For at that moment ,
I remembered again!!
I remembered I felt trap,
Beyond meakest of words,
Mine screams unheard !


As I remembered looking out the chariot window,
The darkmist sky's overhead,
I felt so dead in this human vessel called thus body,
I had no nerve medication to call me,

But realism blasted me as a clot to thine head,
Was I already dead?
Or remembering a past life?
Where everything felt right,

Not in physicality form!!!!

Mine breathe was torn,

The chariot moved past old bushes and trees that still linger,
For they've been there longer than me,
To thine village misery
Of household citation and diversion!
Pure/intermission had balanced me!!!

At that moment was mine own mother on the left,
I felt in mine chest,
A spirit ready to break from his prisontary hold,

For like a movie I felt mine soul staring out these church stained windows we call eyes,
An thus during that ride everything seemed to be as in dying
As our creator replays your life before you!!!

I knew inside I had more capability,
In spirit form than mine flesh,
I wanted caress but only felt a sting!!!

No heaven here,
No queen,
Just philosophies man made in image,

I saw ghettos today,
Liquor stores to every corner!
A mortuary called thy hospital!
We all pay a visit to!!!

I saw windows with rooms,
In those rooms with sickly people,
In their place a quiet church steeple ,
Where all shall confess!

I felt mine nest was not here, or anywhere humanly,
I remembered,

I was born for something else,
For doth this soul melt?
Until I can exit,
A life painless and restless,

I'm ready for highs not made by leaves,
Not induced by teas,
But natural spirituality,

In gods own image!!!

At that moment I remembered,
I was watching the world pass by,
Incased in my human coffin......

My film class,
Is my favorite class

and the class I hate the most,

I love film,
I have a passion for this art,

this medium,

this class is my soul and bodies passion,
and like a job,

like my job,

it fits me,
but like all jobs,

there's things that just ******* ****.

and it's not over the normal things,
like time and money,

its the people you work with,

or in my case,
my class,

and they are all *****,

when someone makes it their point,
to upset you and hurt you everyday,

because finally you are good at something,

when you **** at science,
and allowed your math skills to fall behind,

your life is filled with lies and you find,

a reason to live,
worth all your effort and time

but the same people calling you stupid and dumb and a **** up,

in math and science,
are in this film class,

forced to take a smile,

and sarcastically say,
"good job,"

when your film gets played in class,

and even when you ask,
no one give you advice like you give when asked,

and every frame seen on the projected screen,

gives me anxiety,
and the rude, unhelpful reminders from my bullies,

don't ******* help me,

when I want to run out of my favorite class daily,
and scream  in all their faces,

"*******"

"for once..."
but I don't

I sit,

I bit skin off skinless lips,
hold back tears,

the urge to leave,

take all my insults
that are directed at me,

with a head tilted down fake half smile,

when they should be directed to my film,
but everyday, I do get to say;

*******,

because this year,
I make it to all my classes,

even the next one,

history.
period 11/12

with my dignity

Xenophilias most beautiful attributes, where countries become as one, wunderkinds where thunder shines, vivid heroes of hot day's sun!
Will-call merchandise traded for disregard, where tags are hung on branches, as newly weds drive old cars! Licensures practice giveaways freely. Are we suckered into believing old wives tales? Lidocaine pick up lines to be accustomed to man to Man life tables!
Lieutenancies so vacantly are closed to high file cases, where concentrated faces smile!!! Young daughters are made for ruin while the cruel oil stays piled!!!
Maturate littlest of seeds, where gokers cook to perfections... Prospire of direction where the arrows pointing down.
Mazarine eyes, a chancer of fairest lies, I miss the caressing of the small talk you lay on me lover!!!!sister,sister are you of your own brother?

(The abducing of the soul) By meself..  The abradant Heartache soo strongly felt, The pillars do melt , for they feel the abstinence thats needed. Choked, and bleeded out, Searched, lost found.Only for many to doubt..Yet its right in front of us friends, The metal ink pen spells out all on graffitied walls..Emptied stalls, where strangers do strange things..The bite of the sting makes many feel safe..Such Bemauling of faces, all races displaced. They follow what man has to offer, A downfall of bellmetal cans, They wear them, they compare them, as what they wish for comes to its end.. Books and books stacked upon mammals knowledge only to lose themselves..Can they not see, the belonging and needs that they desire are all right beside..No need for reasoning, No need to hide, for they must discover at their own will..Yet time runs short, the bountiful courts close as Mid til noon.. Blackhearted faters are doomed, For they sought the wrong theories, No coadjusting spiritually, For what they lost was foresight..The souls in all freight as  dram~shops stay loose, The dragon seeks who he may desire, Hes suited in fashionable Boots.. No gantry to protect the most wonderful hearts, For they keep on looking for what the world destroys..Young girls and boy's why do you seek in emptied chests? Give god your all, Hear his call, For what you will find will not be Pleasureable..But will bring you back to the beginning, where the treasure was all along...Seek and you will not find..But SEE and your eyes will Not be blind.....

Young one,
          Dids't thou not know of the beauty that lies within you?
For those young boys cannot see through,
Your remarkably queen like Ora...

Diminutive inherent, lost to all cost where thine bloodless are apparent. Individualist, laryngitis to spread the lasses pantomime mind in pallid peal revertists!!!!!
Guillotine's to cut dreams where the wearer's don't do their jobs,
No guideline's,
His his nor hers,
Just the impatient of informal mobs!!!!!
Nuptial contracts,
Some go forward,
Others move back for their dreamists of Escapist's,
Slavists,
To ordainists!!!!
What a morn to waken to,
Ourselves are now, tomorrow's Now, yesterdays you!!!
Periscopes swoped of pervading snippets,
Gas to wettened grass,
Cool it's to gas-leaked whipits!!
Sorties of emotional spate,
Youngest of lovers split,
I still haven't a date!!!!!!

Terrestrial angelic one, for where art thou sanhedrin prints?
Where heavenly carpets line your drive........

Where thine words are frankincense ,
Where your satisfying to high drug mind!!!

Thoroughfare to GOD ,
Where's thine throttled chariot?
Where glider's art heavensent,
And undaunted soldiers do protect you.....

Quickened quicksand putrified as blackened pepper,
Doth thou remember?
Or art thou to young to forget?

Propagation stuns contagiously,
Raging promoter's think hastily,
How provision like they are!!!!!!!

Swell in their heads,
Like a baby still unfed,
Feet stuck in state shoes like old southern style pickled jars!!

The puncture of force trembles to the gravitational world,
Where men art small,
Women art tall,
Dancing on tables of wine and pearls!!!

Moody atmosphere here is monosonic,
Monopilizers monstrous to federal gain!!
Some socks stay threaded,
While bedsheets they use for you to hang!!!

Misconcieve your own livings,
Give your own thanksgiving,
For you stole thine native land!!!

No change to stay at large,
Mitigater of quickened sand......

Doth thou wear diamonds to illuminate thy  inner beauty?
Or doth those men not see thou inside?

Timeless bride,
For as me doth thou search.???

On thine porch!
Or tucked silently in bed?
Where thy hairs being shed, by all thy demons that haunt you!

They mock thou and taunt thou,
As thou art of  of foreign descent!
Didst thou not pay thy rent?

Late once again!!!

Lover of odd things,
Sinner of friends,
Though thou stands appealed to all!!!

Art thou as me typing words that make no sense,
Where thine soul is torn, ripped and bent to the monstrous envoice they have made you!!
For Didst they shape you to a mold thou can't unsculpt?

I want that tasty malt!!!

One to sucker these dry parched lips,
Where we can be amyss the fakes and phonies who strought us!
Them and thus,
What a drabbiling deception they can leave..

Plushful centered trees to glorify us innardly,
Our masterpiece hung on decorative statue,
Kiss thine and compass you with thy blood to make our barrier,
Designed by god,

We shall not be disparate mine queen,

Do not dissipate,
For I'd faint if that's to occur!!!

Pull me in, lure!!
With your explicit image,
A pilgrimage of us thy holy!!!

Take me,
Moan me,

In outter conscience for ourn own sake!!!

Sorry if I seem a little loquacious unseen one,
For I am uniform in finding such a coalescence!!!!!