How many times
Must I open my heart to find
It locked from the other side?
How many times must I open my heart
To be met by lies?
How many times must I cry
Before I realize I'm wasting My?
No, my heart stays open for days
And it will stay this way
I'm not a slave to likes or wage
**** the blind stay out of my way
I have people to save, I say
My words are for those who listen
Whether I like you or not we can have a sit-in
We are all children of love, none ungifted
******* if you say that by my skin, creed, or *** I deserve no longer to get lifted
Get a ******* grip kid
Whether you're 20 or old and forgotten you're spoiled rotten
Your only salvation is to be honest
Stop lying to impress those most lost
It's your sacred life that be the cost
What a price to pay for mindless talk
But fear not
For if your intent be love you cannot be lost
Wake up, if you forgot
Stay strong, if you have not
I love both sides
The wanderers and the lost
I am who I'm being
And that is bound to change
But being I shall always be
Only that shall stay the same
The girls are yawnin
My tired eyes awake
And the perspective is yawning
Melting, away into a new bright space
Keeping turning the mind and it shapes
Every thing I choose to identify, no lie
That it matters is important, no doing die
What means this? Get a clue it is hints
Placed in the mind by the mine inside it
Freedom, love, peace, freedom, love
What you should think of
Of think should what you?
I feel so tie-red
Making me want to smoke the ganj
To free myself of obligation
I am already.
I am able to do what I want.
She stands there like a goddess in the myst
Truth is she's the goddess and the myst
Every single plot twist
Every vengeful fist
She is the all encompassing mother of creation
The source of all of your frustration
The train station, police man, "late-ing"
She's the one who tells you
And come find me.
I am everywhere but will you ever see all of me?
The Man gazes contently at Her everlasting beauty
He wonders if, truly, he will find every piece
But alas, it matters not - she's him, he's her
Infinity is nothing
Without a conscious observer.
Not needing to be one way
So free to be any way
Like a tree in the wind sway
Happy going every way
The only way
That you say
Only that way
Haha, I sound crayzay
Speech little like throaway
But the insight's there past the tensory
The routine letting go of my mystery
So I say **** it to history
Be here now, inhale the spirit story
Same as it's always been
Always here to live for me
Colors n' ****
So easy to be so serious
So easy to not be serious
Either way it's easy
So go which way you choose
She rests and I let her
Her peace as valuable as my own
I'm awake and wanting
But I can satisfy my own
Her gorgeous face, I can wait
To kiss her tender lips
Lovingly I won't hesitate
But for now I think I will meditate
As my sleeping beauty rejuvenates
Her shining lovely soul
I hope to know her when I'm old
I shall it is foretold
Cross legged but I ain't no slouch
I'm getting hungry but no foods in my mouth
I guess I'd better go out
But I'm enjoying sitting here figuring things out
Like who I am and what I'm all about
Life sure is far out
Life is rough
Of all this stuff
We will always
This life is graceful
This life is all
Take with you everything
And no one will fall
Enter the grace
Of glorious heaven
The way to get there
Is by letting
Come flow with me
Make nasty rhymes
In various Time
Neat with it
Or nasty on the grind
Like 2 Chainz
Without the mindless rhymes
Or be so sophistimacated
Like Plato or Socrates
Whatever, they're related
In terms of philosophy
What am I saying G?
I know not no never
Except for when I cease trying to be clever
And make rhymes like I am the go getter
Making up fantastic adventures like I am a snow setter
Or Canadian flow-better, nonsensical love letter
This poem is all those who know better
That poetry is a flavour of the loving center
In Canada we spell it centre
But no metter
I take my time and this rhymes dragging on like her wool sweater
*** poking out like ooh letter'
This cute little girly on the dance floor
Swiping shoe like woo-feathers
Dubstep two-step into hardstyle go-wither
Dance to rhythym of the eternal father
Going hard like go longer
This rhyme never ends
So don't let me end it like I'm a n00b and this is Halo 2 or whatever
Making sense of my past in context that's better
This rhyme might end now but its now or never
And I choose the latter because I'm jazzy like Coltrane
I stole that line from someone but I don't remember
What do I like to do for fun?
Well for one, make groovy rhythms
Chillin' feelings so surrealing
Make my mind dissipate
The concrete floor gives way in time
Here is not where I base my rhyme.
The living spirit Free and True
Is the only thing I can give to you.
Keep em' guessing, keep unstressing
Watch the flow of life in jest
The seriousness I do detest
When life is mistaken for the manifest.
You will find yourself.
You have pulled the curtain over your own eyes.
Take a peek.
Let memory repeat, the consciousness is lost at sea
At least, you currently let it be.
See the sun poking the moon...
I cannot express truth entirely.
I can only poke you
And hope you turn the right way.
Where would your mind throw em
If it realized the world without name chosen?
(You remember it now
You are golden)
The birth of ideas forgot
Happens when you're flowing.
Your poor itchy face
I wish to free you from your aches
You lovely girl of lakes
Free at last to set your pace
In the Astral realm.
I cared not for you as I should
Please forgive me as I know you would
My favourite doggy
What of these moments?
Creative and new?
Are they really repetitive too?
Why but of course,
They all come from the source
Which is not that or this
But inside, inside every dot
Every squiggle and knot
We repeat my friend, we repeat to new ends
Such is the way this story bends
So buckle up and enjoy the ride
It is designed to be a surprise
It is okay that I experience the cravings of sense
So long as I remain in knowledge of what is.
Then my choice still exists
To entertain or to choose to observe and dismiss.
Lovingly I am all that is.
Still the question "what do I do now?"
Sh... It won't be the same ever again.
Enjoy the show, though it is pretend.
You will always be, there is no end.
Now despair turns to beauty
As you truly see
Our home for eternity.
Any answer will suffice.
Just enjoy the surface
And go deeper...
Sometimes I forget I'm me
In a sea of infinity
Waves of Love.
I will rise above the sea of myst
Glistening clouds I’ll kiss
Joyfully singing as Krishan I visit
O holy spirit
I fumble my words but I love you so
The one for whom we are given loving glow
My structure more or less rigid I know
Time to just go ahead and let it flow
Making sweet usic with keystrokes
Enduring nothing, loving for show
The light of a universe creating illusion
The confusion, always eluding
It is to known I will say it cldarly
The universe is made of love
So come on, get near me!
Not me, physical, though you may if you wish
But me the consciousness
For it is awareness
The giver of all that is
And I am so grateful
That I could give you all a kiss
We all need to begin
By loving each other.
When you believe in location
As if there are some
And they are more valuable.
The world is not made of locations
It is always here
It is always here.
Location is mental
It is narrative of instrument
One is Unity
Two is Separation
Three is Creativity
Four is Rationality
Five is the World
Six is Man
Seven is Heaven
8 is Infinity
9 is the End
10 begins again
Eleven is Unity
To distract us
From what truly is
100 of it is Love
Stars that twinkle stars that shine
Hint at something, more divine
If you stay you’ll hear a message
You are a blessing!”
I think a lot of thoughts
But they are not me)
Floors don’t exist
Adding and subtracting is futile
The nature of the game
Is always 0
How could I forget
Credit to the top of the keyboard for being a huge inspiration. I was going to post these as separate poems, but I realized they work better together. Bit of a long read, but hey - hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed making it.
So all is none
And none is all
What does that mean for me?
Nothing at all.
Thereby you create meaning
Out of the shrill emptiness of bliss
And through this something
All that is amiss
Nothing could be better
And one day you will see
That nothing is the answer
And that’s alright with me.
Radiating outward from infinity
Me, all I am, and all I could be
The source itself
Is perceived as its reflection.
There is no such thing
Only the state
In which its awareness is lagging
I neglect my friends
To what ends?
I get lost in desire
I'm ashamed to say it
That I seek woman for sexuality
I claim to be so clear
But I let desire rob me of my freedom
I seek physical beauty plain and simple
I once followed a ******* Twitter named Dimple
Because she had a pretty picture
What kind of sick man am I
That I claim spiritual guidance
And rob my knowledge by inviting
Torrents of ignorance.
Desire is my tool
Not my master
No longer "*****" is what I'm after
True beauty not plastered
Nor smeared, nor cheaply perfumed
True beauty of mine
Not a girl's physique
But mine, and all that I keep
All that I save, while I wait for her
I will give it to you, and to him
And to all the children who sing
Nothing of me is off-limits now
I give to the world what I am
Have you ever felt trapped
As though in a prison?
You may be free to leave at any time
But something keeps you "just chillin'"
What is that?
The door's wide open
The whole world is out there
What keeps you inside?
I think it's akin to a misunderstanding
You're waiting for the perfect party
The perfect girlfriend THEN
THEN always THEN
Why not now?
See what's been waiting all this while.
We are bred to be slaves but what keeps us in chains?
There must be something that allows the deranged
The key that locks our flowing lion's mane.
How we ought to say we are ashamed
That in America we talk of freedom
When most are economic slaves;
You're not incorrect to say this.
But what is keeping you enslaved?
Unplug for a while.
Sit in stillness if you will it.
The answers will come to you,
If you ask, and you feel it.
Inspired by the poem "Free Doom in America" by Brianne Broughton
Do not feel obligated to buy.
Do not feel obligated to spend.
Your love is not a dollar value.
You may think money is the means,
But Love is the means,
And Unity the end.
I believe that is one of my most common dilemmas
To embrace power; nay tis weakness.
Power is mine* but to flaunt it for no reason but its expression?
What's the lesson? What am I getting?
More separation, more illusion.
Power only breeds confusion.
When it isn't used for fusion.
So quit your focus of "losin'."
Time creates this horrid illusion
Of those above and those below,
But guess where we all go?
Back into the same whole.
Forgive them, for they act
But do not know.
Power is not mine. Power comes from the divine. All those seeking power, are in my mind misaligned.
Love leads to unity
The great attractor to the source.
A tour de force
Oh but of course.
I longed to understand for so long
And now I do.
At least, I know where I'm going to.
Away from separate thoughts of separate action
And toward a place that's combined, less fraction.
Not fragments, one whole;
A piece of a puzzle perhaps
But a picture perfect piece at that.
All around we see the signs
Leading us back to timeless time.
Know your goal and the battle's over
You realize your whole life has been the closure.
Male and female they meet as one
You are reborn as a pheonix from the sun,
Lies and deceit no longer shading.
The knowledge that you are the divine Son is waiting.
This girl's now in heaven
She has chosen a god among the brethren.
But only for her.
He keeps his talents secret
But some truths cannot be hidden.
He could father her children
But he's a man on a mission.
No longer missing the point
Helping others is his joint,
He needs no love
For he has enough.
What he plans to do
Is throw away plans and such.
She sees this
And she's curious.
But she's also nervous.
Funny how cute she is
She's sort of like a little kid
But much more filled in.
I won't let her win,
Because it's not what she wants.
She wants to flaunt,
And I want separation to stop.
I want to lead the truth to the lost.
I want to crumble my desires
And leave what was forgot.
Who can help me do this?
The world is sure to produce one.
Is it her?
But I know who is.
The question is, am I ready?
Each fearless action
One step in her direction.
To the girl I love. The love may come from inside me, but it is she that does remind me, of how to be a fearless kindred spirit of the earth.
I see a poem, it's clever yes
But I am displeased with the way it ends.
A man wished his life away.
I'm used to stories that go hip-hip-hooray
And this man wished his life away.
Why take tomorrow for today?
It makes no sense, I cannot say
That I would ever advocate such
Incredibly dangerous play.
This life is to be lived only right now
It's the cat's meow
The sound of love.
I'm attached to this life.
Still it causes me strife.
I have found much bliss
But still I know this
This life is not all that exists.
The endless Universe expands
And I am just a man
Caught inbetween here and...
The awesome land
Where fields of godly poppies bloom
Expanding into lotuses soon
The cows there talk
And the women
Keep me glued to Earth.
How do I reach escape velocity?
How do I become a star?
How do I, I, answer me my guiding Self.
Let go of it all.
Even the desire to go far
Or to go no where at all.
Let go of thought
Let go of feeling
Let go of wishful believing.
Life for the first time
Through unblinded mind.
It is here you will find
Past the reaches of time
An eternity always inside you.
Stay for a while
Meet Jesus and Sarah
You will soon, I hope that doesn't scare'ya.
I have demons
But I love them too
All is your crew
We live because
Big or small only I
Long or short only I
Around no thing but I
Unrehearsed we fly
So we may taste pumpkin pie
We live so that we may die
Close but still I miss.
That's not it
That's why we live
It's the melody that comes from inside
I thought it was light
I thought it was love
We want to see what's inside.
The Fool he walks
No care he walks
Unsure of what to write
This poem it sure flows
No, love, no light
This is the way
I live my life
To live at night
What the heck is this poem
Just let it go
It's like I
But the .
I am all that I know
Crazy though it seems
I'm saner than I know
Be possessed by the one
The one who
Upon the trumpet
If I did
Then all would
Into dust and be lost
Because the only thing that keeps
The world afloat
So thank the ignorant
For their role
In the show.
What ever your pain
If ever depression
You need expression
It will unburden
It will release
All the suffering
The pain you keep
If you do not
And hold it still
Then only you
Are to blame.
For thy will be done
And thy kingdom come
And become the Son.
An ode to a valley of greatness,
Where shaded from ignorance the brilliant dwell
Building steam so they might shine light into the darkness.
Covering nothing an unleashed torrent of heart current,
Flows into the hearts of those not calloused,
By shades of greed and torment.
Whispering to me, the trees let go their secrets.
Only those willing to hear them privileged in their presence.
The power of the Sun shared by us both in abundance.
No reason to hoard a wealth that flows in infinite volumes.
Those who lead you to believe that wealth is limited,
Are those who are most limited in their wealth;
Because amidst their collection of physical accessories,
Dwells a soul bankrupt by the chains of time.
Only those who breathe in the divine in unison,
With all those in their presence, accounted for and otherwise,
Are truly wealthy.
They share the wealth of infinite rays with no hesitation,
Though them do infinite rays pass forward indefinitely.
Go forth as an infinite being as you truly are.
Fear nothing as you share the luminosity that you were given.
It is your duty to give it to the others.
Until the Sun sets to rest, you are its champion.
Champion of the Sun.
written in paradise.
I feel it in my bones
Though little of my own
To see it in others
My heart it grows
Feelings of deep
But also unity
For in each tear
I shed for another
The closer we become
Nothing to craft
That's a lie
It's hardly a task
I just let words fly
I made the title
**** I messed it up
By going meta
And telling you
But that's ok
Here I go anyway
This poem could still be good
Floating flocks of fawns
That drowned in humble ponds
Miserable image sure
But it has a weird allure
How do I tie this together...
Right, just let it flow
No need for clever
Is like grating cheddar
what did I just do
I have passion for my people.
Cause I know we're equal.
I love you all,
The short, the tall;
Never mind what "side" you're on.
We all die at the end,
So let's get along.
The crux of it
The root of it
Is exactly this:
I was too scared
When I was 12
To give a girl a kiss.
That may seem small
But not at all
For the one that did not act.
Indecisively I felt true pain,
And I've been Hamlet in the sack.
Being the one
Who gives up
Without a try.
I tell you God
If I break my word
Then smite me down
From this day forth
A new man of sorts
From the ashes of regret
A fire's been sparked
This boys been charged
Not afraid of what he expects.
I claim not as mine
These thoughts I find,
Only freedom through my eye.
So hear me once
And hear me loud
I will no longer fear to try.
Connect through wisdom that understanding
The flowing river of thoughtless bliss
A peace here does surround you
Reminding you of God-bound gift
It can be
Then let it be
It is beyond
Blinded by ignorance
White in colour
And if you want her hand then you must know
It is not your thoughts that make her glow
It is your heart, so bold and true
When you let, your heart be you
Pridefully gleaming you will bow
To any man with blade endowed
When you see his painful growl
Because you see his inner child
His lost, confused, angry brat
Who lost his way when momma had a heart attack
And now he's stuck in nightmare raps
Because he has no way to get past
If you can see that the heart it breathes
Then you have seen much in eternity
All that's left is to let third-eye lead
And you will finally be free'd
If you've ever sat alone
And gazed up at the moon
Then you'll know the feeling too
Of fleeting Mother's tune.
Her whispers of dear aptitude
Save us from monsoon
Of turbulent forces at the gates
Of our temple; our cocoon.
Hear her voice and be at peace
To us she sings at night
"Dear child let now close your eyes,
And tomorrow behold the light."
For this one moment I want nothing
In the next I may be ablaze with the waves of lust
But for this one peaceful moment
That I would praise others for selfless acts
And then hope they praise me right back
The logics whack
Please be at peace
Then you are free
Here's the interpretation of gospel rap
Sent through the lens of this lad's perspective
Not as fast as the next kid, but not slow either
I find myself balanced but I have my flaws
Most genius's have motivation, you hit the head on the head
I think my problem is self respect
Always trying to prove, always trying to get
The realization is, the present is
What more do we need than this
If I let go, as I have done
Then here is where begins the fun
Does God play dice?
If he does he does
If he doesn't he doesn't
The Way he does is instantaneous
Love in abundance
Funny mind makes me care
If people want to stop and stare
It's as if, I want people to say
Nice thing you got over there!
That's not the point of this there here.
It's time to drop the shtick and
Let loose the freedom spirit.