Must we suffer
Past convictions
To retain the
Wrath of light

The celestial condition
Above a world that's right

The will that is given
Skipping shoots and rails
Regress, resume, reintegrate
Until only time can tell

May peace be their inheritance
In the darkness of design
When the fortune of the righteous  
Parallel the mighty and the wise..

Drawn like dust into wayward winds
Across barren straits ‘til we live again
These forces that form this universe
Direct our love with unquenchable thirst

My ghost gets trapped between these worlds
As I hauntingly await my special girl
Until we begin again in a time of new
I’ll wait and watch and dream of you

Free will gets lost within this stage
No soul breaks free of true love or rage
At nights I whisper in your sleeping ear
We’ll be together again soon my dear

In possession
Of an intellect
Able to rise above
The ceiling of limitations

Emotional constructs
Binded by a need for love
Our hearts and minds
Do so push and shove

The mind's eye
So blindedly enlightened
The permanent waves
Of social, spiritual
Political devices

Still the sparks
Gleam from those
Beautiful creative eyes
Dreams turn ink
Into passion pinks
Crimson nights
And hues of unspoken blues

Through neural passageways
We share a common design
To create a world
In the intelectual
Poetic's mind.

Raw and wild
A  rollercoaster mile
Tails of flames
Shining stars untamed

Across dark sky
Shooting stars descend
Even the brightest stars
Burn out in the end

But burnt out stars
They burn so bright
In the peaceful calming  
Starlit nights...