Wisdom
Blooms
Wisdom
Wilts
If
Wisdom
Works
It
Moreover
Reawakens.­

Don’t hate me.
Don’t fault me.
Don’t criticize me.
Don’t judge either!

~~

There’s more to see,
More to feel.

~~

See yourself—
See mine along!
Different people,
Different perceptions,
A different you and me.

~~

Like different flowers,
Different conceptions,
Different originality~
Different innovations!
Different.
Different!!

~Different~

No matter
how much!
you refine or extend
perfection retreats
a mirage with no end~

~Perfection's got no end~

~
A road to your heart
By road, I depart!
Through hurdles & hitches
Through oceans & beaches
I make a fresh start.
Let me hunt like a harrier
Quick through the sky.
Desperate for your affection
Without you, I'd die.
Without you,I'd die.

Ohh,
Mrs. Brilliant Chemist,
Marry me,
Don't resist!
Feed me~
With homemade psychedelics,
Make my mind
Spin like a twist!

~~

D izzy

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People say
Closed eyes see nothing—
So,
Hey, nothingness?
My nothingness, such a seraphic...
~~
When my eyes are closed
All I see is beauty—
The angelic face of yours.
~~
-A universal hint!
Both reality & a dream,

~As beautiful as you seem~

Any time
Every time
It makes my mind strive~

~A restless power~

Starving!
Starved for desire—
Not in the way a ball rolls
But in the depth of my love's goals~

~Love~

~Oh psychedelic~
You wrecked my time
with every surprising rhyme.
Once in a while!
You slowed down, stood still, and sped, Allowing my illusions to be Fed.

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You wrecked my emotions
With visions warped and colors bled
Twisting time in altered hues
Feeding dreams inside my head.

You made me think
I’m bless’d~
The old-fashioned way
you’re dress’d.
My eyes are spellbound
And I’m fully obsess’d.

Lost in your thoughts
&
Lost in your way
My eyes
Are madly restless today.

Blue
wide skies
Coconuts sway—
I love you.
Date palms
my love
The tambourine woman's call
A man with his guitar.
~~
A puppy with his ******
Starts playing the chord!
A man with his song
The tambourine woman—
Her soprano harmony merges along.
~~
Their music feels like mushrooms
An ecstasy of euphoria
Under the great blue sky
Under the great blue sky
Of great South Asia.

~Wide Blue Skies~

~
She hove into view
drawing near.
We ******
pleasure turned to fire.
I woke
lost in possession
my nod now twisted
into wickedness.

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Now,
anything she wants
anything she rules!

~
Anything
~~
Anything

The angel
Draws the Glock
With a swift flick of motion
Pulls the trigger—
A bullet rips through your core~
As it strikes
The truth unveils
The show begins.
You kick and slam,
But the enigmatic door remains~
You gave it your all,
Concluding the telecast,
Your white sore in a red hole—
Rot, maggots, and gore.
A true crucifixion of your soul.

~Burning in vengeance~

Now you face the mind~
A chasm carved by arrogance.
And now,
I become the angel—
Trigger poised in suspense.

I'm waiting for you
Only for you!
Like nature
Like farmers waiting for spring
After autumn.

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I'm writing for you
I'm singing for you

~Beside the river~

Like a poet
Like a singer
With cigarettes as my clinger!

~~

The cigarettes
Remind me of you

~Darling~

When I take a puff & blow
Writing poetry about you
Time feels both destroyed & slow.

~~

Just like roses
Magnetic.
Just like a star
Naturally aesthetic.

~It's the you~

Let your sore bleed
Let the soldiers speak
The pain of the military
The soldier’s war poetry.

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The dog crying in the streets
Listen to the news of the devil

~Crossroads~

A glimpse of the red light!

~~

The speed of green tank wheels
The sound of fear that the night reveals.

~Break!!~

~Break~


Yeah Break

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My unreal delusion

I don’t want any brief ecstasy—

I ache for the pain of reality

Even if it scares my soul

Alongside my mentality.

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Tell me the truth,

Tell me the truth,

I'm craving the truth!

I wanna know the truth.

~

The crucial!
Or does it exist in illusion?
Or like hallucinations—
psychedelic vision?

~~

What really exists?
What truly twists?
Is time like blood in the body,
Always flowing,
Or just our perception?

~~

Or is it a concept invented by humans—
A mere method of measurement?
What if it was never conceived?

~~

Can we presume
Time is just our memories?
If our minds couldn’t record the past
Nor predict or plan the future,
Existing only in the present—

~~

Would time truly exist?

~I don't know
How many years I'll be alive.
I don't know
How many years are left to ride.
But I know—
~~
Yeah But I know
My teen years are
Unshakeable
Timeless
Non-erasable~

~One in a lifetime!~

"Just like a torrential flow
Thy remembrance—
Lamentably remains
Like stagnant waters in my drain."

I can't dominate
my cognition—
it's a ******' storm,
a wild tide,
I’m sinking in it,
wrapped in it,
aside.
In this pushy
blow of cognition,
I could fly,
travel in time,
leave God behind,
But at what limitations?
And more's !
More's !
More's !
Like I'm streaming on Youtube
with frictional shows!
I wish I could think,
beyond boundaries,
As I imagine,
I compose!
In cognition—
What if I could roam in time?
What if I could fly?
What if!?
What if!?
What if!?
More's—
More's—
More's.

~what if~