His hallucination, imagination and often non apologetic
These symptoms aren't illness...just a man who's poetic
Cause I see things in my mind that aren't human being
and imagine a world of non judgement in an imaginative dream...but I'm sorry for the fact,
that you see shades of black
In a distorted vision that is bleak and abstract...
maybe if you were more intuitive with your inner belief...ya soul would finally allow ya ignorance to be released...
or simply you'll decease
and fall to the complexity of life...
99% of earth creatures can't tell wrong from right,
we see all evil and blinded from the light.
Are the blind the ones who have the highest form of sight?
And I'm gone.

-Dougie simps #lostloveWriter

O, to live in the absence of time
when days are not days, but moments
always begun, never at end
unplanned, uncharted
and remembered

An artful liar, his words beautifully cheat all,
speaks nonsense any one can believe
with  consummate flair, sees the essence without effort,
it fits well in metaphors and imageries galore,
he has wings to fly anywhere with ease, see things up close.
The  wind of imagination he blows makes waves,
he is taken to  ecstatic heights riding on  its crest,
yet he doesn't accept, when they call him a poet,
"Just at those moments I am inspired" he says"call me a poet,
not all the time I am one, being a poet is not a profession
but an attribute others bestow on one, out of appreciation"

i see so much beauty
through these ugly eyes
what a waste, what a waste

It's calm, Soft, It brings me a smile
The moonlight lights my path in luxurious style
The sand cushions my tender feet, so I can walk miles
My mind is in harmony, no room for nothing of vile

The waves crash to the shore, music to my ears
Blue birds nest near by, know nothing of fear
I see hills so green, but not ever so clear
I give my trust to God, who knows what is near

The shadow is reality, the stars are my guide
He shows me no fatality, He leads me with pride
He whistles a tune, the melody not to hide
Under his guide, he shows me life's a much more enjoyable ride


Everyday I discover more, broaden my horizons
Expand my vision show myself some new guidance
Stop taking life for granted, no more self absorbed silence
We take what is handed, live life as angered no need for all of this violence

As I hold his hand and walk down the coast
He explains my life is now over, I exist as a ghost
But a new life can begin, a new chance for the most
I say sorry move on and give thanks to my host