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 May 2017 Keith Wilson
nivek
its more than a waiting game
when you spend your time searching
 May 2017 Keith Wilson
nivek
its a yes
or
no

anything else
and you will spin off into space.
 May 2017 Keith Wilson
nivek
with the attention span of a dried pea
I never was going very far
I’m one tiny seed
For a little while longer.
My hope is to grow
And present you a flower.

I don’t need much care
But I need to be watered.
Illuminate me;
Let me bask in the sunshine.
Rejuvenate me;
Let me waltz in the moonlight.

I’m one happy seed.
Contemplate me completely.
Just plant me and watch
As I grow in your garden,
As I greet you each morning.
This is my first shot at Choka. Had to sleep on the last line. The 5/7/5/7…pattern has a distinctive rhythm that is tough to break out of at the end.
 May 2017 Keith Wilson
Star BG
A daily meditation of life,
I partake in with every breath.
It penetrates the fibers of my being.
It gives me light energies to create wonder
in written words.

A daily meditation of life,
I partake in with gratitude.
It echoes from within inside grace.
It gives me etheric wings to fly
inside the moment.

A daily meditation of life,
I partake in utilizing its gifts.
It allows me access to great wisdom.
It lets me recall who I am as divinity in motion.

A daily meditation of living,
I partake in with my consciousness.
It emanates with a bow to all I meet.
It anchors me inside love
the key that carries me in life.

StarBG © 2017
inspired by meditation poem page by Sjr
 May 2017 Keith Wilson
nivek
broken hearts are not silent
they just sing a different song.
One breath is all it takes to
change my identity.

One step is enough for
My uncontrollable mind.

An imperceptible hand is
Leading me through their amusing creation.

Eyes once closed,  nevermore opens.
Hollow thoughts,  escaping my lips.

They mislead me,
Into the the confinement of my own emotions.

They enjoy messing with my mentality.
They relish getting under my skin; deep in.


They secured a place for me,  the spotlight.
Making me entertain every personality.

They compelled me to anger them,
Making their voices get louder.

Their intention to sever my consciousness.
They earn for my downfall.



They accomplished their goal,  a destructive doll.
A humanoid, a cold being.

They exhibits me,
Carries me through the center of myself.

Their amusement is crazily addicting.
It won’t be long before the invasion comes.

The aggression of my lunatic identities.
They're keeping my world in a hypnosis.


They're enemies inside of me.
They're making me the attraction of their psychotic parade.
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