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The mind and the intellect
Governed by

philosophy

Quenches its thirst by
logic and understanding

The heart

Governed by bliss
Quenches its thirst by

abundance

Of the soul
Governed by

nature

and
Quenches its thirst
Being nature itself

Action is governed by
all the three
But quenches its thirst by spontaneous being

Spontaneous being is possible
With the synchronization of

soul

To the synchronization of

nature

With the frequency of

mind

To the right kind of

philosophy

With the synchronization of
heart energy
To the abundance present in the universe

The synchronicity of the energies
With the frequency of the ideal
Brings about peace and prosperity in the world

The energy of the ideal power
Is what some call God in real
The ideals of the energy of God
Are nature, abundance, bliss

May you all acknowledge God
As the energy form
Rather than the personified story
Explained to make us realize
To realize the actual thing of the ideal living
So forth ideal being ultimately achieved
With victory of nature as a whole, abundance, bliss and the truth over the opposites
The victory is the synchronicity
circles
i
smell of dust and days of
summer sweat                  
I mean                                                             ­     tears of confusion                
   are you sure this                                                    feel the skin flex and move
feels right this time I don't                                                        arou­nd the
think I can handle feeling                                                        mu­scle
that close to heaven's gate again                      to close to the bone

yes it hurts to fall from heaven                        
especially when you feel as if you crawled all the way from hell
PSA if you are viewing this on a phone website the structure of this poem will make no sense to you at all


I need you
but I cannot lose you again
i still call you, just to hear your voicemail.
i wish one day you would pick up the phone.
but at least i can still hear your voice



uncomfortable

i needed to call today
i dialed your number
and i knew there would be no answer
but today
all i heard was an automated voice message
now all i think about is what happened to you
this was a draft, but today the phone didn´t even ring
and i feel so lost
what happened to your phone
what happened to you
will i ever see you again
what am i supposed to do now
why do i still miss you
today I am going to sit down and write
this is a simple task for some
but for me and my chaotic mind
it is a fearsome brutal acceptance of my own
personal destruction
a free day on my schedule so today will be a day of self riddance
Self centered
Low life
Stuck up
Somebody came to mind
For me
It happens to be
My
One and only
Mother
I tried so hard
She didn't see
Nor care
She's not looking for me
Just him
He has become known
As perfection
Which happened
To be enough
For her to forget
About the
One and only
Daughter
Me
I love my mother more than you could imagine, the pain, the hurt, and everything else she has put me through made me who I am today. But this, man, who walked right back into my moms life, tore our family apart, and she doesn't care because she didn't want us anyways. I wonder if she ever thinks about me....
Have you ever just sat and listened to a clock
Tick tock tick tock
I like to sit and listen to help me unwind
Tick tock tick tock
The sound is quite satisfying if you keep an open mind
Tick tock tick tock
You can sit and listen
To every second
And minute
And hour pass by
The only true constant in life is the theory of time
They say it will never stop but
How will we know if were all meant to die
Our life we live is in such a small glimps
But we all blindly abide by the passing time
A clock ticks like a heart beats and
I hope every tick tock, pump, and thump
Is a pulsing, pounding reminder that you are alive
So please do not give up before the end of your time
In the end everything will turn out fine
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock
this is my first ever poem out in the public, give me lots of feedback please!!

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