Ezo TericK

Ezo TericK Mar 2014

We passed upon the sand
And seen amongst the dark.
We came on to the land
With I'll forgotten hearts.

      What is to be the soul;
Made from that of stars?
Enduring many woes..
The only thing that's ours.

      The distance that we traveled
      Whose to say they know?
      We've gazed a million hills..
      And paid a trillion tolls.

       Long before our birth..
We know not what we did
Although, Iam not sure
      I feel as though we lived.

       Where to go from here?
Whose to say they know?
All the stories that has been told
We must've died a long time ago

There is reason I chose to say we
    But what that really means
    We all really know inside

But what a tangled web we weave

Inspired by the genius that is david bowie and cobain.

Ezo TericK Mar 2014

That Feeling

That feeling..
That words cannot define

That feeling..
Of why she cant be mine

That feeling..
When heart engulfs the mind.

That feeling..
Trying to see the signs

That feeling..
The need to press rewind

That feeling..
To read between the lines

That thought..
To leave it all behind.

Late night sorrows
Beds of regret
Pillows of anguish
Blankets of hope

Ezo TericK Mar 2014

Quantum Solace

My true friend who never leaves my side.
Follow me true because we've grown accustomed.
Cause only your embrace lets me feel so much.
I find solace it what hurts me so

The sorrow engulfs me when no one is looking
Pulls me down to the lowest of the low
A depth of deppresion most dare not go
And the likes of which most dont even know
But i love it when it swallows me
Let it consume me whole
Let it take my mind where i thought not to go
I FEEL, therefore IAM
I can ACKNOWLEDGE my growth
I need this feeling..

..It feeds my soul

The constant shadow of being a scorpio

Ezo TericK Mar 2014

Scorpius

I am scorpio
Spiritual suergon
I am water, i am ocean
Tidal waves, my deepest depths.
I sweat the tears
I have not
yet wept.
Abstract dreaming
Though i have not slept.
only then do they seem to manifest
To acknowledge
the QUINTESSENCE
That of which cannot be kept.
My eyes feel.
My hands see.
My mind grocks
Through the Eye, that is me.
Constant presence of
That silent message
In which this realm
You dare not mention.
Expressive retention
Of that Ethereal essence

Familar it is
To obtain i wish.
I mean That quantum Rorschach..

Did you see what it did?
That esoteric experience
Before you were a kid?
Words cover up the picture
It was trying to define
That deafning sound
That pepherates the mind.
No one can tell it better
than That of a mime.
Still dont get it?
Read the next few lines.

Ezo TericK Mar 2014

Abstract Mail

Locked within yourself
a ghost within a shell

the words don't exist
but they can always be spelled
And take you a depth of which you have not yet fell.

Flat circles of time
crash the tides of the soul.
Conditioning the "young" to feel so old.

The age of the spirit
in which we can not know.
Can admire the soil
in spite of the gold.
The glass eye in the mirror
Observes what what we hold.
low and behold
Growth of an unknown mold

Metaphysical realms and abstract mail
Where the body fails
And the mind prevails
Knowledgable wealth in which we borrow If i tried to know ALL then ALL id know would be sorrow.

The pursuit of wisdom should not cause greed of it whole.
for we pay today for what we bought tomorrow

Point is you cant know everything.
The pursuit of knowledge is a **** teasing model.
But if you do chase that lady,
Ask her for some marbles

Oh you did?
So you already knew?
Yea she's an interesting women.

whispering-
But has a few loose screws.

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