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Drifton A Way Apr 2015
Wake up and rejoice for the privilege, you once again are alive
Obsess over bringing joy and insight, in fact go ahead and strive
Relinquish all hatred in your heart and wipe your sleep-eye crust
Don't forget and let out a **** so you don't spontaneously combust
Savor every waking and walking minute before you join the dust

Offer something you really want to someone who's really in need
Find out how much we all are blinded daily by unnecessary greed

Advise a close friend with true altruism and listen attentively
Decide to truly help them instead of avoiding it ever so gently
Visualize who you truly want to be and accept it's possibility
Impose random belly laughter at each and every opportunity
Create change that at the least can induce an effortless smile
Embrace reality and your dreams, we're only here a little while
I'm sure you can find something in there worth a **** for yourself... but if not, go play with a puppy
Drifton A Way Mar 2015
You are my vessel, transporting me through eternity
Just a meat-sack of molecules trudging through space
Put it that way and there may be even less absurdity
Geocentric morons proclaiming this intelligent place

It's never too late, to stop and take things for granted
And appreciate being among the truly disenchanted

So is it luck or is it fate, essentially they are the same thing
Depending on your parents and what religion may bring

Either way, It's by far the strangest life I've ever known
And I've heard rumors that even the gods are jealous
Wishing secretly they could reap what they have sewn
So let us say a prayer that they don't get overzealous
Irregod..less? well we'll all find out eventually, whats the rush?
Drifton A Way Mar 2015
Dear Poetry,

My deepest and sincerest apologies that I've been away for so very long
I know you're not pleased with me, and I wish I could say you are wrong
But please accept my appeasing words, and place them in a pipe or ****
Smoke session for the absentees, as we turn this poem into a fateful song

So now that we are friends again and I've spoke and made peace
Desist from how things have been, and promise me to also cease
Resist the inclination to use common words such as Seize the Day
Thought incubation can create replacements for the typical cliche

In conclusion,
Poetry, I just want to thank you for always being there for me
In Seclusion,
the great wide open, anywhere in the future I may choose be
An Exclusion,
Is impossible with you and I in collusion for eternity's timely
Perfect Illusion,
Which can only be truly stamped once these words are set free
Feels good to be back, you ease my hypothetical soul
Train without a track, I need you in life to fill this hole
Drifton A Way Jan 2015
With this thing called Poetry
Comes a great responsibility

I can't just selfishly go directly to sleep
With words locked in my head to keep

I would rather extend my reach
To someone that is truly in need
And feel and believe with each
And every word my finger's bleed

That whomever graces them with their eyes
Shall be filled with elation when they realize

That each word is like a different person's hand
Just like a microscopic cosmic tiny grain of sand

And the universe just like us humans on earth
Is a perfect curse right from it's beautiful birth

Blessed with life to lose and that need to share
Then you have to choose, live the truth or dare
Chase your wildest dreams, or scary nightmare
Or find someone who seems as though they care

Just accept right now as you read, that we all are alone
And that nothing will matter to you when it's all done
We all yearn for answers amongst the great unknown
Until we learn that we're actually all just perfectly one
Are we just products of an extravagant and elaborate cosmic soup
Or living breathing proof that even God sometimes has to ****?

What do you think?
Drifton A Way Dec 2014
If we should happen to part, the eternal sun would cease to shine
The sound of a ripping heart, leaving me deaf, dumb and blind

The Heartache came so fast, yet is here to stay for many moons
Friends tell you it won't last, yet so many tear fueled monsoons
Dried eye stains from the past, memories windswept over dunes
Ashes in a wasteland so vast, recycled with relationship typhoons

Let and set yourself free
Do all that you can do
No reason to ever worry
You"ll always be with you

Please Leave your pride at the door
Where we"ll go
you won't be needing that anymore
Goodbye ego..
Stripped naked and bare to the core
Pretend to know
Prognosticate from human folklore
So high and low
Never meant to know what's in store
Life"s ebb and flow

Awaken from your sleep
Dust the tools off the shelf
So many promises to keep
How nice to meet yourself
We all are under the influence.... But which ones are winning?
Drifton A Way Dec 2014
Inspiration is defined as an official arousal of your mind
So if I could please have your attention...
And a brief escape or brain suspension...
Let's vacation, temporarily set free from your daily grind

I have written
So that you can read
Many times bitten
My hands still feed

So consider this your official invitation to escape the sheople herd
After my mind has melted away and my heart has been bled dry
I'll still be a perfect scapegoat of salvation with every written word
Haunting the world until it's demise with god's ever watchful eye
I'm here for you
Drifton A Way Dec 2014
You will not be fully complete, until your finish your task
So accept your inevitable defeat, with no questions to ask
Don't try fate's hand and cheat, or try to hide behind a mask
And receive thy promised treat, in all the glory one can bask

Follow in line and blend in just like a sheep
Robotic creatures of habit
Find some nice shade under a tree and sleep
Lazy features of the rabbit

Hedonistic Pleasure slaves, so addicted to that extraordinary feeling
Chasing immaculate waves, and the earth's almighty natural healing
The need to purchase everything that one possibly craves
Running time into the ground right up to our very graves

Nothing will stop them as they use everything they can muster
Blinded by the diamond's perfectly glorious omnipotent shine
Left with nowhere to turn once the new toy's lost all it's luster
Reminded of your wasteful ways, now's time to seek the divine

If only you had saved some money and perhaps bought a clue
Everything you really needed was always right in front of you
But here I'll offer it free of charge, just like an ordained preacher
A licensed life student at large, today I've chose to be the teacher

So question everything and anyone at every cost and measure
Don't waste time chasing your tail and each and every treasure
It's not about the temporary pose for a picture or what's on the surface
It's about what nobody truly knows, the will to live and learn purpose
I'd like to solve the puzzle ?
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