Instruments have  limits.
They are like people.

They have only so many notes,
And they can't speak your soul
With a small vocabulary.

There aren't words to nail
Down the essence of you.
They won't do you justice.
.
We will never know the
Extent of Mozart's beauty;
His music is an attempt to
Jump and break the ceiling.

His music is awe inspiring,
It's his soul, watered down.
He had no limits at heart,
But there's limits to sound.

There's many like Mozart.
Maybe you are one of them.

A pretty girl peaks a guy's interest.
They talk a bit but she won't give in.
To her, he's a mystery to question.
Is he greater or less than expected?

He wishes he could remain that way,
filling in blanks with what she wants.
If he knew luxury is what she desires,
he'd try to stay a mystery or be a liar.

He might take her to the Ritz
and tell her he's rich.
In reality, he's no such thing,
but he dreams.

An identity is distorted into
A caricature of grandiosity.

In a parody of eloquence,
The self resists the script;
It wishes to direct the play.

It chose to ignore the chatter,
But reasons continue appearing
Regardless of attention's presence.

Gone too long, the thoughts
Come to their own conclusions.
The ego needs a lucid explanation.

It's not as bad, having awareness.
At least you learn the truth.
With it, you can grow
Instead of wither.

The truth humbles,
But don't be bitter.
You have a clue.

Is it hard to bear it?

I've heard that love is sweet poison that leaves you hungry and leads you blind.

I've heard that love is war. It ends the peace and makes the heart fight for more.

The love I have feels dangerous; uncertainty seems routine, not dire.

You can put up with abuse and drive love away or avoid it all and fan the fire.

Your love might be in peril; your dear one's feelings are difficult to gauge.

You try to get a read on their elusive character, but there's an opaque haze around their aura.

The less they say, the less you know of them, the more of what you hope for is expected.

What do you wish to hear? Do you want to know what's true? What have you assumed?

Cognitive dissonance grows as unrealistic beliefs are never realized.

Lovers idolize their beloveds, but, inevitably, reality hits and their true colors show.

love sounds nice
i assume it has a price
it is not unconditional
people might say so
but they don't know

people only care what
the outside looks like
eyes that are blind to
the beauty inside you
are out of luck

Bored and lazy,
I lay my head down.
My eyes are closed,
Daydreaming.

I do not want
To do a thing,
A side effect
Of using.

I need a
Substance
Just to care,
Even when
I'm losing.

I'm thoughtless
When I'm sober,
Indifferent to
Refusing.

Learn from my
Mistakes;
Don't learn
By doing.

I wish I
Wasn't ruined.

Like water
We converge
Into oceans.

But first,
We diverge
Into rain.

And rain
Flows down.
It makes its way.

Don't fight
What can't
Be changed.

Don't give in
To the madness
Of contradiction.

An open mind,
Reflecting,
Isn't dazed.

Just go
And meet
The ocean

Where you
Unite with
Vastness.




.

Thinking you'd trust
The only one who listens,
You told me some things
I didn't want to know.

Digesting the ugly
Secrets you confessed
Kept me frozen
In awkward silence,
Shocked.

flames of faith burn bright
faith destroyed my life
still I have a little, but
when all the stars align
I won't start a forest fire
the flames of faith burn bright
I contain them with my skepticism

my day has come
the peak of my life
it feels like peace
and euphoria

i love myself
ive fallen in love
im never lonely
alone or not

I'm a king of brave men who face the fray with backs against the sea.
They don't retreat; they have no choice but to fight until they're free.
Faced with death, they fight with twice the might I've ever seen.
A war turns men into beasts when brothers see each other bleed.

The young prince I oppose is sure his men will not be wasted, facing us.
Still, I look forward to their last words, whispered as dying moments pass.
I hope I'm exposed once he deciphers just one lie my spies have spread.
He thinks his plan's so advanced that he'll live more than a month.

I admire that man because we both bear similar burdens.
Him and I will continue to fight until the day we are put to rest.
I don't expect to die but I'm prepared; I have no fear left to hurt me.
Fear felt so wrong in the past, but now it tickles me, and I laugh.

The enemy is sure that we want blood today, so they hesitate.
We chant to beats like madmen; drums roll and sound like havoc.
I can only imagine what the evil army we face is feeling.
We chant like ghouls in a graveyard, and demons fear us.

I've spent time learning the mind of their belligerent prince -
A skilled strategist and a difficult target to hit like a prize to be won.
A commander knows which battles to fight and which ones to avoid.
I've disciplined my army into order; now it waits to strike them.

The selfish mercenaries of the opposition are heathens.
Enemies might still stand after arrows land but not long after then.
Their army will fall when sharp blades of our swords demand.
We will own riches and grow wealth once we've conquered land;

May your blade swiftly cut men down, but do show mercy.
Let your conquests die with their freedom, or spare them as slaves.

I wish I wouldn't start spontaneously
Freestyling poetry to my friend.

I love the way it sounds.

But I end up thinking to myself,
"I cant believe I said that crap out loud,

But I wish there was a crowd."

Are you aware of
the infinite mirror of awareness?

You can always become more aware.
Just think of your relationship
to the present.
Think about your self-esteem.
Then process it.
Then think about what you think
About your inner reflection.

Judge yourself a little,
But don't create a victim.
Detach yourself from your self;
Look down.
Listen as if you aren't yourself.

Know who you are,
And accept what you're given.

Meaning in my scars,
etched letters on my arm -

A man with a Bowie knife

Letters form the words:
"Dredge soil from his soul;
a lake without mud's alive."

Seemingly unharmed.

Best feeling ever had -

was spared from the shiny blade.

Now I'll stick around.
Scared? No, I think I'm brave;
let destiny have its way.

No, there is no such thing as nothingness
'Cause even voids of space are filled with light.
The fear of falling into an abyss,
Alone in deep darkness, offends my mind.

Without the light, there are no eyes to see.
No one with whom to share your pain and joy.
A gaze shines out toward us; we feel its heat.
It’s gleaning glare you never can avoid.

There’s light even in dark places you go.
All things are luminescent to degrees,
So always know that you are not alone.
Nothing can be devoid of energy.

There’s no such thing as emptiness at all.
Relax because there is no space to fall.

you are inspiring like a honey badger
that carelessly steals from a bees' nest
you have no sense of pain; it's strange
you're hard diamond, shaped for strength

i would die for you if you went to war
if only i had flesh and blood to bleed
i will be your assistant in your show
where a magician throws knives

The more love's evaded,
The more it chases.
But, when followed,
Love races away,
So just resist it.
It will fade.

I had an epiphany in reverie

A time like that is when

You need to be quiet

Words will dilute it

Words screamed at me

There was so much meaning

That was the moment

When something was so special

That, if I dared describe it,

It would have vanished

The time when

Words were superfluous

But, oh, it was so special

I wish you knew it

nostalgia screams
of the summer fling
we had as teens

i was short
and you were taller
we looked awkward

i reminisce of the
hot day at the pool
when you went to raid
your family's fridge
and brought me a
tub of ice cream

you forgot to bring a spoon
                                                    
you struck a chord and
i became a fool for you

we were young and
our love was sweeter
than dessert

before us,
i felt neglected

you blessed me
by caring

you were good to me

you gave me
memories to cherish