My mind meanders like a car looking to park
All the spots are gone, as I float in the dark
Depriving my senses, waiting for that spark
A toothless wonder’s bite, relying on the bark

Move ahead, listen to what the wise have said
Words often read, as you may lay in your bed
Stories of men,who have bled so close to dead
Glories live to break bread and everyone’s fed

You can try and align with the almighty divine
Constant work,your own personal Captain Kirk
Our body is the ship, our kegs about to burst
We crave one last sip, to quench eternal thirst

Euphoria concedes to Gloria’s deeds
But the morning glory is far from but,
Glorious, nonetheless

For if you ask any princess what she’d like to confess... they’d all admit that Disney confirmed them to suppress

Because the public perceive whatever we are supposed to believe even if we have to bereave and absently take a leave

All the while the Ancient Aliens shake their heads with disbelief and grief, wondering where their hybrid seeds obtained their own needs

So agnostically believe and superstitiously defeat, but remember the love you receive is equal to the love you cheat, if you are all one and father’s son is a gracious host, then you may want to dine again amongst the Holy Ghost.

Shall we constantly strive to be able to thrive?
Or just slap high five and be happy we’re alive

Walking down the road shivering in a sweater
Sleeping homeless man, life couldn’t be better

The fact is, there will always be more to do
How much difference can be made by you?

The answer is, an absolute **** ton and a half
Whether it be a penny, piece of food or a laugh

You can randomly smile at a stranger
and they’ll just think you’re deranged
You can try and be a game changer
Success necessitates being changed

You can cough in someone’s coffee
Maybe kick their dog while they’re down
Say you’re sorry for being so coughy
But your smile’s fake and you’re a clown

But you know things could always be worsed
See, how fast that guilt Statement disbursed
Feeling sorry for yourself, is like being cursed
So be ready to perform,none of us rehearsed

I am constantly anticipating
A constipated state of waiting
Up Until that inevitable moment, finally arrives
Lessons will be learned, forever changing lives

The Memories are burned
Etched deep within my brain
The feelings were yearned
But Fatefully became a stain

We only have Society to blame
Or maybe it’s all just the same
Traded for a player to be named
You ******* should be ashamed

We’re all on this train
In the conductor we may trust
Yet we silently remain
Unaware we’re so close to dust

So won’t you please grab another plastic cup
And please take a drink of the succulent cool aid
Before you Breed another sheople minded pup
Remember to have your pet neutered or spayed

If You're constantly in a rush to go nowhere...
How will you even know when you get there?
You BerenstAined my cloud but I don't care bear
As the skies turn grey and Earl once again is there

And Sigh With Tea... feet up,Tiki torch relaxing on the back porch

Her Lonely wandering fevered heart, Oolonging for a counterpart
Coffee shops invade the streets, with free wifi, and no empty seats
With each and every ground up bean, the owner's eyes bleed green
Another dirt water date and guy, when all she really wants is Chai

And Sigh With Tea... A cup of Afternoon delight, halfway to the night

I was supposed to give a speech, but you could say I dropped the ball
Because those who can't teach, Can crash a test.. dummy into the wall
Fingernail scrape upon the Blackboard, because she's all out of chalk
Smoked a heavy Herbal Supplement, now we can all barely even talk
Thank god for NonVerbal conversation as my brain's got writer's block

And Sigh With Tea...Evening's here, one more drink just so I can think

Shoes are off,as you finally made it home, but you came down With
A nasty cough,perhaps a syndrome,called a Hypochondriac's Myth
You worry too much, coat your throat and Gingerly plead the fifth
Sleepytime, may you have dreams free of the Grim Reaper's scythe

And Sigh With Tea..with each tasty sip your An.xi.ety begins to slip

I have unbelievably Blind faith with my eyes
closed
So really you shouldn’t believe me, as I was
supposed
To be at work today, but hit the snooze and
dozed
And woke up more awakened, a new life so
juxtaposed

Now Decide which path to pursue and follow
Turn one way or plunge into a hole so hollow
Even light cannot penetrate dreams escaped
Paralleled universal hopes in a heart shaped

Box of chocolates, from my dear friend Pandora
She’s a universal translater and cosmic explorer

But please, before you choose, let me go ahead and give you a proper forewarning

You have absolutely nothing to lose, but you will be forever changed by tomorrow morning

Your mind will be free and the air will feel clean
Breathing differently, sights will seem unseen
Everything feels new, with a Refreshed old soul
It’s a brand old you, washed thru a black hole

I’ll take the honey over vinegar
Why shake it when you can stir

Ain’t nothing in this life for free
But I beg your differ, pardon me

If I Could just steal a quick second of your time
A Nonverbal marathon, leaves a panting mime

We may land the chance, we may cheat fate
Take my hand, let’s dance and eat, it’s a date

But with a perfect first night, so very complete
How can any other time even dare to compete

We all just need a little great company to
borrow....
Starting a meetup group for procrastinators tomorrow.....

And so on and especially so forth, as it shall in time provide your journey's story and future clues to the scavengers of whom may choose to pursue, and even if they might peruse and cruise, they shall never ***** or shout, or begin to muck about but instead all cohesively be care free and gumption fillled to the Ump's teenth degree. Progress for the Better, Don't read the blinding letter... but if you do, Why pray our souls to keep, in a pickled formaldehyde case, so ******* cheap, that it eventually begins to seep and creep into the membranes of societies creek, who proceed to reap... and sOw, everything you thought you know, and renipulate and regurgitate their own versions of twisted and ManUScripted fate. They say don't hate, just *******
But the Globe is warm, despite all their charm
So I say we try and pray collectively all at once some day and unite the nobles of our HUMAN race.

What can I say? But, that's not a rhetorical question?

We could travel among an Ions Quest,
But still naturally question all the rest

Shall I digress?

That wasn't absolutely rhetorical yes?

Your drug makes me feel caged and free
Like it just wasn't absolutely meant to be

I could quite easily, care-lessly wander about
Take care Leslie, I'll see you at the next drought

Finally Free and clear to listen and hear
The universe calls, and asks for my ear

A little piece of advice, to bake your cake
But whatever you do, have some pie too
If you can't do good, for badness sake
Then what could anyone do for you?

Better than yesterday but worse than tomorrow
Live in a present Way, there's no time to borrow

My restless soul is a pyro, lighting internal fires
Scattered mind won't let go,slashing all his tires

Stuck in muck,I need a tow,safe from the mires
I Give no ****,money to blow, chase all desires

What does it mean, to stay right in between
That happy median,defined by a Wikipedian

That mythological goal to balance in the middle
Nicholas' locked Cage, pursue the fateful riddle
Mind's almost full,fresh ideas hot off the griddle
Time to turn the page, but thumbs will twiddle

I felt like I couldn't breathe, nor could I hear
My heart prone to seethe,headlights to a deer
Finally My eyes are open and my head is clear
No more doubt or moping, there's no more fear

So proceed with caution a wiseman forewarns
Beware of the female fury, hell hath and scorns
But let love rule you, like a squirrel loves acorns
Embrace the wild ride and grab the bull's horns

See you are free to choose,write your own story
All we have is a life to lose,in all it's fragile glory

The dark blindfold of Lust Bleeds cold mistrust
What's foretold just misleads to finally not care
As the bold, plant the seeds, of how we will fare
As our perpetual bait breeds stereotypical fate

Question who you are before we wander too far
We'll journey in the car, just like fireflies in a jar
Adventure encroaches and ****** approaches
We shall come together like birds of a feather

Both just simple Products of blissful optimism
Until the date of that fateful fantastic Cataclism
We all stray until the day we are lost and pray
Faithful graceful servants of this tasteful earth

The unspeakable word, is better left unspoken
Unless it's so rare you don't care, rules broken

Then I propose that you just ******* make it up
With so so much Decaf overflowing in your cup

Words are mere turds falling in toilet mindbowls
Fearless foot burns from walking on the coals??

Time now to somehow become holier than thou
Climb out and about and spit out all your doubt

Flush your worries and **** with the wind
Chance of flurries missed, returned to sin

You are the epitome of a Broken, masterpiece
A Happy little accident, like a Robert Ross Tree

To procrastinate would just dehydrate their fate
Riddled and widdled to core instincts so innate

Like when reincarnated DNA lays a dinosaur egg

Like someone offering you a hand when you need a leg

Like a slap in the face when you wanted a hug

Like a crap in the place, but right on your rug

My point is you're rare, so much so ...so much I just don't know or care, because such blind luck should appropriately just not give a ****, or maybe give two...... and so the challenge lay at an absolute stalemate. Next time we shall both properly hydrate and then get in too mate and then hit the snooze and sleep in late...

Spellbinding alien eyes, so ******* hypnotic
Blood pressures will rise, heartbeats so chaotic
Blinding all of the guys, making them psychotic
Reminding their lies, why the truth is so exotic

Never a question, no arguments, nor a debate
She is the lesson,deep sentiments,lead to fate

One gaze, leaves a daze, an inescapable maze
Tail chase,amazing race,until the fall from grace

Either drive keeps us alive, or the will to survive
But to yearn, rather than earn,causes heartburn

So now that you've heard the story foretold
Please beware if you make her acquaintance
That if you'd like to live long, and grow old
Her virtue leads to one of many MEntal patients

A constipated mind, needs brain fiber to thrive
But an outdated grind, bleeds just to stay alive

Despair, no more, fore at day's end, in his easy chair
His beat up feet, feel better because of the street

I dreadfully miss school, because of the days I played sick
Instead of staring away the day watching the clock tick
The time was finally free, scheduled for no one else but me
Then the universe explained exactly who you're meant to be

Those feelings that pervade overwhelm like a soft parade
Memories are catalogued until your mind's marathon is jogged
You close your eyes to recreate, the music sounds, it's not to late
No time to waste,  remember the smells and that sumptuous taste

The memories are always so vivid and sweet,
Yet the feelings are forever frozen and complete

You can chase a ghost all the way to the grave
Dying is for everyone, but living's for the brave

Mind's running all the time, finally got in shape
Must Find the perfect rhyme,must shed the cape
Marathon approaching as you push to the max
Dreaming of the finish line, just to finally relax

The beating heart,open road, beckons to my soul
Ignited from the start, hunting the red eyed bull
As he chases his tail, spinning out of all control
Giving in to the universe and gravitational pull

My mind begins to jog, as I ponder my direction
Then, in rolls the fog, like a scandalous infection
There's a fork up ahead,and just as I start to veer
I make out the sign,it read..all roads lead to here

Let me be your medicine
A drug to numb the pain
Before, befell many men
Like droplets of hard rain

The storm starts to brew
As I glance into your palm
Everything is brand new
Please try and remain calm

Downpour starts to rumble and come
As Pellets beat the ground like a drum
Lighting strikes as the thunder clatters
Chaos leads us to ponder what matters

Staring into the eye, we must question why?
How can't life be a lie, if so many good die?
Random particles floating about in the dark
He has answers but who will question Mark?

To any beings listening in our collective universe
I want to send a signal before things are any worse

If this message finds you, well, please consider my humble plea
I know you're quite advanced and probably extremely busy
But remember, that we too, navigate the great cosmic sea
And that we are all family, eternal relatives, theoretically

Now a little about us, so you can determine our worth
We are called humans, from a little place called earth
Now, I know you googled us, and what you're probably thinking
Laughing at us on our knees in a church, as our ship is sinking
As we drive in our hum v's, and watch NASCAR without blinking
Breeding like mad bunnies as our resources continue shrinking

You must wonder, why even bother, with a species so perverse and cursed?

Would the juice be worth the squeeze, with human's unquenchable thirst?

And I must reply, that I know for a fact if the situation happen to be reversed.....

Out of the ever expanding universe, Humans would absolutely volunteer first

It could be worse, but it could also be better
Magic violent burst, brought us all together
War, famine, death, no sympathy for us devils
Our final breath,exhaled with empathetic levels

I don't know what your planet is like over there
Or if you call yourselves "people" or even care
But we are inherently good, and ignorantly rare
Social altruistic beings, who really love to share

Our minds are built to question and ponder
And our feet are driven to lustfully wander
Our hearts grow heavy, as our emotions Fill
Tears fall like a broken levee,last test and will

We lie then cry as we conform to various roles
We try and try to chase down impossible goals
We fear once you arrive,there will only be coals
We pray to your planet,please S.ave O.ur S.ouls

We all have a choice to free Will
He starts off locked in a cage
You might choose to just chill
Or you may embrace your rage

Paralyzed you can remain still
But Remember this is your stage
It's truly only your time to ****
Choose your fate, turn the page

You fell asleep and woke to see
Under the bottom rock lay a key

I wonder, Was it even locked?
Perchance,Is this all a dream?
A blunder, yet they knocked
Romance, A Jehovah scheme

A paradise of the utmost ultimate utopia
A paradox, of thee immaculate dystopia

We chase and climb as we proclaim the divine
As Robert weaves tightropes and walks the line

A friend indeed to help Will Succeed to not
blindly bleed and pay the taxman's greed

It's only your life to lead, or perhaps throw away
Why not nurture the seed, and extend your stay

Please open your eyes and decide your path
Boldface the lies and regret's dreadful wrath

The future is here, prepare for a great surprise
I'm going to end this poem's life, with italicize

Nobody quite cares how a stranger fairs
Empathy is rare amongst our polluted air
Yet we are all bare without ability to share
Truth or dare, asked through a burka stare

We build a bridge, then burn it down
Time to flee, they ransacked the town
Nonverbally we can all surely agree
Satanic sympathy cannot be heavenly

They say Each and Everyone has a unique story
And I'm blessed with big ole satellite dish ears
Plus Misses Lady Legacy loves her some glory
And the Hour is happy,so let's have some beers

I'd fly countless miles just to get a single taste
I'd die amidst my trials my time is mine to waste

They could bottle your saliva,so naturally sweet
In your presence, I'm so minor, so very obsolete

I'm nothing but a drone, with a dream to chase
You're so widely known, me, you could replace

Addicted,I am prone to maintain this frantic pace
And I will fly alone, for just one glimpse at your face

She'll bee the queen for years to come
Right until the kingdom comes undone
My wings are worn down and depleted
As my soul is torn down and defeated

I've hatched a plan to infiltrate the hive
As fast as I can I will commence to dive
Kamikaze madness,never felt more alive
Pollinate thy queen, only way to survive

The birds shall sing as the flowers bloom
That day I was king, my bride, her groom
A last fateful sting, as I crawl to my tomb
Thy future will bring,sake of my name soon

And now that it's almost time for bed
I'll let you know what the epitaph read
"Dreams will blind your eyes to see
Here lies my story, now let me bee"

Once I'm finally there, I just can't wait to leave
Emergency Exit strategy hidden up my sleeve
Stop, Ask for directions, your biggest pet peeve
You can Wanderlust for life, if you only believe

Nothing is as it seems, just an elaborate facade
Funeral of my dreams, just you, me, and god
Just wait for the sign to be forced to applaud
Thy worms will dine, grim reaper's final nod

Finally time to cut the cord
With a double edge sword

She fell twenty three times and was always caught
until that very last time, she really hit the spot

She has a Tendency to sue the other side for the ultimate divorce

Yet a Dependency to reckon style differences and stay the course

Sew...So many wild oats to feed the horse  

Broken leg shotgun blast with no remorse

With "Ohh" so many secrets she preys to keep
She appetizes your mind and she begins to flirt
She has so many sewed memories still to reap
Come from behind Underdog dreams of dessert
Then the Poisoned Final coarse starts to creep
Racing in your veins because her ego was hurt
So take one last taste before you drift to sleep
Enjoy that sweet final nap deep within the dirt

The answers lie within you
Choose the proper venue
To convey finally just who
It is that you've grown into

It Must be tough to decipher and decode
Amongst the multitude of masses of guys
How's a woman ever supposed to know
If we're just wearing their designer disguise

So if you have a message you'd like to tell
Or if you have some organic goods to sell
And if you'd love to also avoid eternal hell
Join hello poetry and crawl out of that shell

Poetry you are my one true soul vessel
My very own personal platform to convey
A ****** canvas for thoughts to wrestle
To try to crown which words worthy to say

Collected knowledge harnessed and stored
Until your library core grows tired and bored
But wait, Thy spore fun guy, arrives restored
Reminding you, Collective knowledge is lord

Yes it is true, that we are all absolutely one
Calling the universe from our human phone
Left a message after the beep now it's done
It sounds like this, We're all together...alone

I must applaud the big Facade
While I Ignore and try to Avoid
Let's complain, we're annoyed
But I do implore, the employed
To abstain from time enjoyed
Because my motto will always be
To age very slow...live, abnormally

Please let me begin to explain what it means
To get to the end with a stain on your jeans

A reminder to lend much more than you borrow

And to Make amends now, and procrastinate tomorrow

Learn and let live

Earn and then give

Purge and find yourself

Splurge on your health

And with the next drink of water you partake
Stop a second and think for humanity's sake

How fortunate we are just to take in a breath
With the known universe, there is only death

So next time you're feeling down and facing stormy weather

Please try and remember that we're all alone...Together

Your life is like a perfect girl's *** in the perfect yoga pants,

A perfect full flowing poem with only one last line to write

And that line is......

Fill in the blank_________

I take Bibilical aqua aerobics down at the local YMCA, talk about two Ginas and one Richard hah! That'll *** up your mind... You're thankfully welcome... Wow, man ****, when is this after note going to end? Ohhh , I just realized that I said Wo-man ****, which is just a totally different connotation than man, ****, which just to be safe we can all agree moving forward that, that comma belongs between the man, and the ****, ohh ****, ****, ahh I can't believe I'm still reading this ****, what the ****, wait what was I going to do again? Now this ******* has me sidetracked with his slanted Jedi writing, I'm never reading any of his **** again,
Yeah well imagine what it's like to be the mind that writes this...???

Who are we really? I could tell you, ****... ****.

Me - 3 You- 0

Burned

Poetry you are my bones, my final reminder
You are the vessel to my word's thick blood

The preposterous Pulse Within your veins
With which My message lies and remains
Your arteries clench, and your heart abstains
As your Brain refrains and ponders all gains

And Profits...will proclaim to do it their way
But why ask why when you're already high
Drone on your phone alone, **** yesterday
Here lies tomorrow, today's fateful last sigh

Here LIES many tombstones,got any blinder?
Learn to swim,and prepare for another flood

Just Give me More
****** Live be Sure
Lust Motive key Door

Would Things come in threes
Good Kings dumb sin Knees
Could Wings from twin bees

Fly the Exact Same Way
Buy the Act, Name Play
Die, the Pact, Game Day!

They say underachieving is an overrated skill
But Who's better qualified for your time to ****
So let me proceed to bleed just to prove I'm alive
You'll never have to leave if you constantly arrive

They say Confucious once said that he's the true root of all confusion
And stars are really just God's making love, we call it nuclear fusion
Metaphorically I smite thee with blasphemy as I come to a conclusion
Then I left somehow forgetting to remember time is merely an illusion

They also say most communication is nonverbal and it crept in my head
I had so many questions to ask, but figured they were better left un-said
And as I opened my mouth I saw a sign with the words "better off read"
It was the manual to the future, "Stare at your phones until your dead"

I share with you,
  not for hubris or ego
    compliments or motivation,
       I share with you as a vessel to and from experience,
         to possibly influence the consumption of gumption,
           and the delumptious taste of this drink called Life

Grasping ever so tightly they cling to what may be
Or rather may have been, after all that original sin
It still feels fresh, shiny, and new time and then again
The rose colored lasers have penetrated, so you see

Around and they go full spin again, smash, and collide
As his violet colored contacts glance on her perfect behind
A mask we must continue to live in the shadows and hide
No doubt this collision is one of no other impossible kind

The Universal laws have no choice in, that matter Will abide
Blindly searching for the answers that no one could ever find
Extraordinary journey nonetheless, one hellaciously fun ride
Sun colored glasses as time passes and everything will remind

Me
Of
You
And
All we
Do

And once the day comes where our I do's transform to what we did
And you have achieved chased, and conquered each and every goal
Remember this before your dose into dreams and close your last eyelid
I wish you peace, love, and clarity of your mind, body and eternal soul

Almost out of gas, but this too shall pass
Try your own 2 feet, ahh the people you'll meet

Everyone's Avoiding death , but wait before you leave...
Please just take a breath, and remember to breathe

Holy ****, you gotta love fresh air
A world full of lies, yet the Earth still gives
As we pass the buck, and ignore the rare
Even Mel Gibson dies, but not everyone lives

Take my hand
Come with me
From this land
We will flee

All Infamous master's of control
Share one very similar thing
Remember their number one goal
As they sing let Free Dumb ring

They need to keep you simple and stupid
And distract you no matter what the cost
*****-Ohh-Scopes will guide you to cupid
And bleed you dry until everything is lost

All while feeding us their GMO lies
Making us Diabetic and insanely Fat
While asking if we'd also like Fries
Would you also like cancer with that?

Silence is Poetic braille for the Blind
Immune from Freedumb.. it's defined
As...The power to act or think or speak...
Without externally imposed restraints
As the planet heats and things look bleak
Please press none if you have any complaints

How dare you ***** and moan with your little crisis
Stare down at your smartphone so far away from Isis

Don't worry the doctor's got a pill for your neck pain
That way we can still keep our heads down and ignore
Social network from the grave liking pictures in vein
Big sleeping pills for our death beds, I pray you snore

So you have a chance to wake from this fabricated dream
Don't go softly into that night and just remain content
As the government spies and lies to build the next scheme
To gain absolute new world control for the one percent

But to each their own,
Except of course mystery slaves
Who remain unknown
Buried in their unmarked graves

Justice eventually prevails as bloodlines are mixed and bred
Powers to be, tip the scales from masters for whom they bled
Cried so much over the years,but Karma's seed is finally fed
Appropriately from the tears, from suffering so painfully shed


So won't you please take my hand, and open your mind
The time has come to take a stand, and see what we find

Inject the feeling back into our lives, or remain comfortably numb?
UnNatural selection of who survives, or regain so called FreeDumb....

True objectivity, may ironically just truly be, an absolute impossibility
Naturally we, I mean you, and me, aren't meant to dispute, but just be

So I ask you this.....
Mr. Religious Zealots
Ignorant sure Atheists
God fearing humans
and lost little Sheople

Shall we chase bliss...?
waste time being jealous
Wrongfully hate Sadists
? if this show is Truman's
And bow at the Steeple?

Would you want to see a movie, after someone tells you the whole plot
and also ruins and spoils the ending and whether there may be a sequel

Rhetorically I set you free from any obligatory answer or real thought
50-50 roll the credits please, Steven is finally even, we are now equal

So now that we are eye to ear and you can appropriately cry and hear
Lets choose to make those tears of beauty, laughter, joy,love and cheer

So for all of you who still claim to know
Wearing a suit the exact same
Human carcass as me and Joe Schmoe
Representing a various name
Swimming up stream fighting the flow
Playing this same exact game
Leading to that question of where we go
Fluffy clouds, or eternal flame

I have but seven things left to say
And YOU, may, even heed this as advice
Relativity is related in every way
But as far as we know, we don't live twice

Of course, I question if we have an everlasting soul
But the real question should be...what's the rush?
Lets enjoy this beautiful blue and green toilet bowl
And ride that wave right until the very last flush

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He is everywhere at once, yet a total mystery
He get's through any lock, yet never has a key
No matter where you go, there is nowhere to hide
He'll be there in the snow, he'll search far and wide

He's the shoulder for your tears
He's the blanket for your fears
He's the voice that no one hears
Yet always there all these years

He is sensitive and caters to all your needs
Where the others fail, he always succeeds
Your every hungry urge now finally feeds
He is the tourniquet for thy heart that bleeds

He is always there for you
In each and every single way
Until you find someone new
And you call him Mr. Yesterday

And now you know who this is truly about
But you may not yet know his very name
Yet you've met him without a single doubt
Because in this game we are all the same

So please, without any further delay
It is and always will be to my dismay

Allow me to introduce you to Mr. Everyman
If a girl is in need, he will be there...if he can

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So cast your words out amongst the great cosmic sea
Amidst the Blue Marble's Aliens and fateful life tree
Optimistic Electrons etched in diamonds eternally
Free for judgment, from among our Earth  Fraternity

So when I finish this sentence with saying, "you complete me"
I"m mean, it kills me to see, you, and well, me, but really we
Should, we, grab some ice cream sometime, she says discreetly
To the Ice Cream man named Victor go the spoils, questionably?

So may I just say, that... to YOU it may concern
It really is what it isn't, and I do mind if I don't
From every situation is another chance to learn
So if you don't mind if you do, I still never won't

So please proceed to buy a test for pregnancy of thee mind
I've placed thoughts inside, but I can't be sure they're mine

Collected fragments of molecules crashing and sputtering about
An idea has now been planted, Let's just pray there is no drought

Today's to do list reads like this:

1.Wake up....done
2. Hit the snooze
3. Go back to sleep
4. Repeat number one
5. Now choose
6. A promise to keep
7. I promise to procrastinate
8. Now Scratch off numbers 1-8
9. Pat yourself on the back
10. Question if we really exist?
11. Punch yourself in the head
12. Go to the freezer get ice pack
13. Begin writing tomorrow's list
14. Take yourself back to bed
15. Pinch yourself until you scream!
16. Wake up from this crazy dream!

Temptation blinds us as our bodies dance so perfectly rhythmic
Cohesively combined and intertwined in and act so divine until
The sensation reminds us that our powers together are cataclysmic
The way you're designed must be make believe, intelligence's will

Searching for words to procure for your essence would be absurd
Even my futile attempts here and now will somehow be obscured
So let this be a warning to me to enjoy the journey and all endured
From her spell I can never be cured, and rest is never again assured

So may our ghosts elope and dance with the fateful wind
Because I never, ever want this majestic perfection to end

Happy anniversary to you, on your very extra special day

To commemorate your miraculous escape, I just have to say

That you're really quite different now, in every single way

You used to crawl, **** and cry, a crazy, ridiculous display

But now look at you, living a life comparable to only kings

With the future this bright, who knows what fortunes it brings

So as the party goes on and everyone rejoices, laughs and sings

Remember you were made 9 months ago by unspeakable things

Congratulations on making it through a another amazing year

At an age like yours, there's really only one thing left to fear

So think long and hard before that fateful wish you will make

And be extra thankful that you have and can also eat your cake

So without any doubt, cherish each and every day for god's sake

Blow the candles out, and we'll act like you really weren't a mistake!