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Poet kiri Dec 2019
If I found I,
Then who are you?

If I found my demons,
then where are my scars?

If my Eyes are the window to my soul,
then where are the blinds, to keep my house in order.

I know a story of a master
who let his servant rule his estate,
now he is a prisoner in a dungeon
of his making, a servant to the servant.

one needs another
yet another needs one.

Its chaos, chaos,  peace, chaos.
what a lovely tune, in working sync with life. 
 
I had a childhood friend
once upon a time,
He found his peace in the dark
I found mine in illusions
what can I say my imagination
was of his doing....

I am now an empty canvas staring back at one myself.
I wonder if he is still alive,
I could use his wisdom right about now.

I am a man of my word,
And I plan to play God,
Because I am.
I know history hasn't been kind to my kind
But it's called playing/being Professional.

It's a facade
RULES WILL BE BROKEN

©Hansmind,2019.
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Poet kiri Jul 2018
Run, run, run
Run with the wind
Till the night of the full moon
And fall into tears of joy
To the sight of nature.
As for it is beauty at its best

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Look upon you
And admire all that
Is a blessing
Learn to understand so as to see it
Granted unto you
And appreciate yourself
Till the mirror does back too.
For your reflection is a gorgeous spell

It is I
And my definition
With existence their comes meaning and value
With the world it’s a rule to power.

As red is to…
Seek to see…
We are born to love….

Fall in love to
The sound of life
And the happiness
That we truly deserve

Because we are a being
Meant to love
Born to express, illustrate
And pursue

For as to lose is to gain
And to miss is to know  
From our dear hearts

Born to…we are.

So happy____  to us.

©Hansmind,2015.
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Poet kiri Apr 2018
I am
ashamed
I never wrote to
YOU...

I fell
in love with
A
Girl
and Married her
now I seek to
Divorce her...
yet every time she
reminds me of my vows

"I DO, TILL DEATH DO US PART"

As My promise
still stands
to take care of her
for you
and give my
greater contribution
to MANKIND.

or face my
judgement to a feather
that did more than I.
Truly it will be a shame
my neck would never
recover to face your
EYES.

Every time she
keeps me amused
at her beauty.
she gets to my mind
and has taught me of her
family.

Destiny, Dream, Desire,
Despair, Delirium, Destruction
and Death.

All with the purpose to
take my attention away from her.

I think
she cheats
and that I am
not the only one.
I feel like she has had lovers
BEFORE, NOW, and MORE TO COME
to each she is unique despite
the disappointments and those
that appreciated her.

She always reminds me
I AM HERS AND SHE IS MINE.

Even though I am the one who cheats
on her with a MORTAL BEING.

Yet,
she shows me love
and protects me
like a mother.
and when I give her excuses,
**** and empty promises
her wrath is the TRUTH.

She is FORGIVING,
She has INTEGRITY,
She believes in COMMUNICATION,
She knowns TRUST,
She provides LOVE that is authentic,
She gives SUPPORT to my imagination.

When I believe the
night sky is a deep shade of blue,
that my hands are made to
do more than create,
and I can do more than breath
and follow the sheep,
she is always there to walk with me.

AND
she has taught me
the secret to my life, happiness
and love, is through me being
The Greatest Version of myself
each moment.

when I die
my will is to return
to her womb
the soil for which
I came from.

To be born to you
and love her again
TILL DEATH DO US PART.

To the Grand UNIVERSE, I Love your Daughter LIFE.
she is and will always be my commitment.

©Hansmind,2018.
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NB: LIFE is not a person, I am just talking of LIFE  in General.
Poet kiri Apr 2018
May you let me READ ALOUD to your soul.
 
Trust me
So we can find love
And share the mirror
I see through
 
For it is never a hawkers game
But,
A key to the many that
Let's us be one for eternity
 
For a white lie
Isn't strong enough
To win a game of poker against it                                                                          

Where's your mind
When beauty is your agenda
Or was the cover of the book too
great to read on the suspense
That now laughs aloud in your conscious
At you.
 
READ ALOUD may I continue
Or is this such
Of the many tales
You read  as a child
That let life blind you
With all its folds.
 
If so let me correct you
As I now
READ ALOUD mine to you.
With the simplest of  words
 
That I would like to read a book
Of many genres
I will love and
Forever think of for eternity  (life at death)
And write one back that you will too
Kicking fiction off the shelves
With a bestseller
Which we will read to the joy of our hearts
and one day we shall tell the story
Beyond us and this bubble of a wall.
 
As it will be in the best of cursive
Furthermore a script
That makes fantasy
Think twice before writing itself.
And end with THE END.

Truly.

©Hansmind, 2015.
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Poet kiri Mar 2018
PART ONE: 1*
 
I have been thinking
What would it be like to know the truth?
What would you do about the truth?
What would you describe it as?
What if I told you the truth?
That the truth is more than one.
How curious are you to know?
Would you handle it if it was ugly
And made YOU look like it?
  
Would you still be ready to know the rest
Only would you recall that its hard to accept
And easy for all to see
But prefer the darkness better to trust it.
  
Your running away
far away from what is our aid
Take your TIME but not to long
Your in a race against it.
  
Are you ready
Either strong to handle it
Quick to overcome it
Or tumble down to the pit
For its the ugly truth.
 
 
PART TWO: 2
 
 
To the truth
We are a novel
A new one each step we take
An open book
As it may see.
 
But to us the truth
Is a whole big question
A mysterious myth only
Few have faced in reality.
  
What is the ugly truth
May it be that we are all in the dark
Unaware of the ones next to us
Or is it that death  walks right in front of us
But none can see it.
 
Many say the truth
Is the light
But would you believe them
If you sat down and
Saw the other side of it
Only to find out it walks with misery
In the dark as the light we seek.
  
We've been living a lie
A lie so big that
Our minds run of imagination
And nightmares of the future
We are not safe
Buts it's too late
It’s a revelation, a revelation of our kind.
 
We choose to follow
Than stand unique
Divided amongst many
Unity was brutally murdered
Trust no longer exist between true blood
That the word blind no longer describes us.
 
But yet the ugly truth
Holds more than we can see
And imagine
It's time to face it
Fast faster than time will lapse
And save the future.

©Hansmind, 2014
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Poet kiri Mar 2018
I WANT YOU TO LISTEN BEFORE YOU FEEL.

I
Congratulate
You.

...

I understand now
That I am not
and she is neither
and nor are you.

In Life
is Man,
Woman  
and
Money.

And I am disgusted  
with my own state of affairs.
I am a HYPOCRITE,
(YOU COULD BE WORSE )
that a rat that is not a part of a the race
has a better chance of virtue.

I am not unique but
part of the equation of nature
for a upon a time in history
I was a "FEATHERLESS BIPED"
just as a chicken awaiting
the process of  
the roast.

YET
upon death and decay,
if I am not in history
as a statue to symbolise  
immortality.

I
will no longer  
be MAN
but a CREATURE
with bones undistinguishable from
my kind.  

These words are of a man
man that has nothing
to him and his time
but a chance to reflect on life's
greatest EQUATION
of meaning.

These are the words of the man
that lives like dog
he dares to speak his mind
a man we question his existence and purpose  
we call mad, insane and a savage.


His words will never shake you
if you question
WHY HE DARES TO SPEAK IF HE IS NOTHING?

Were you truly listening?


Question.
Would you lend an ear
to a
A man that lives like a dog
or
A Man that lives in concrete
bubble?

I want you to Think beyond the concrete bubble
you call safe.

MAN + WOMAN x MONEY(NATURE)=...............
whats your equation like?

©Hansmind, 2018
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