as I trembled upon the lake
I enter the subliminal ocean
waters mouth trembling upon my youthful chest
tender sacrifice to mother natures beautiful
releaser of cosmic *******
hidden between the scale of a fish
and the grains of sand beneath my feet
my eye brows crease as the sun kisses my pupils
and scorns my skin with her fiery heat
my cheeks blush and turn pink
for I am shy in the presence of that star
floating above my small body in the sky
twirling like the lotus on the Nile in the calming wind
the rain may come at anytime
cleanse the ***** core of my *****
the remnants of the superficial laughter
and things that hurt the mind and tarnish common behavior
on screens and micro pixels generated by the hands of man
humanity slips through the cracks of hope
lingering down like artificial honey from the plastic container
instead of the sides of my fingers as I grab the comb
and kiss the bee's
my knees where not made for this time
I fall onto the ground and whirl my body and scream hunger at
the top of my black lungs, give me my freedom
that was years ago, in a time where revelations made their
way only half way through my soul.
asking that brakes like a heart, question yes
and question no
you must take it and rip freedom out from your own core
your hands are not chained
but so many of these minds are torn
I scream
freedom
freedom
for I am re-born
Apr 4, 2011
Apr 4, 2011 at 12:37 PM UTC
as I trembled upon the lake
I enter the subliminal ocean
waters mouth trembling upon my youthful chest
tender sacrifice to mother natures beautiful
releaser of cosmic *******
hidden between the scale of a fish
and the grains of sand beneath my feet
my eye brows crease as the sun kisses my pupils
and scorns my skin with her fiery heat
my cheeks blush and turn pink
for I am shy in the presence of that star
floating above my small body in the sky
twirling like the lotus on the Nile in the calming wind
the rain may come at anytime
cleanse the ***** core of my *****
the remnants of the superficial laughter
and things that hurt the mind and tarnish common behavior
on screens and micro pixels generated by the hands of man
humanity slips through the cracks of hope
lingering down like artificial honey from the plastic container
instead of the sides of my fingers as I grab the comb
and kiss the bee's
my knees where not made for this time
I fall onto the ground and whirl my body and scream hunger at
the top of my black lungs, give me my freedom
that was years ago, in a time where revelations made their
way only half way through my soul.
asking that brakes like a heart, question yes
and question no
you must take it and rip freedom out from your own core
your hands are not chained
but so many of these minds are torn
I scream
freedom
freedom
for I am re-born
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