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Rafael Torres Sep 2018
A whole new spiral,
Trees upon a coil,
Ink from leagues,
Written feathers,
Drizzled down as oil,
Evermore,
Nevermore,
Less is more,
All.
Reverse inside-out,
Springs before fall,
Trojan powered horses,
Mother Nature's fickle,
In life we really are all,
Trapped within a pickle...
Steal the base,
Capture the flag,
Always run the risk,
Chess played on a checker board,
Hands turned into fists...
The endless stairs,
Rise & fall,
Chutes & ladders,
Poles,
Elevated,
Reciprocated,
Orbital magnetic pull...
This way,
That way,
Three rights make a left,
Two of either,
Horizontal shift,
Four times,
Stuck in circles...
Full Moon,
Half Moon,
Crescent Moon,
**** cheeks...
Face cheeks,
Two lips,
Uranus,
**** facts...
The Owl asks "Who?"
Not how many licks,
Cracked.
Tongue twister,
Riddle fister,
******* fcking dcks...
Creation.
Destruction.
Under construction,
Living life,
Chasing death,
Don't forget to function...
Playing hooky,
Hooked on phonics,
Telephone,
Hello?
Lose the "O",
Cheerios,
Rolled away,
Hell.
Pacific Bell,
Pack Bell,
Liberty Bell,
Cracked.
Xs,
Os,
Hugs,
Kisses,
Followed crumbs,
Smacked...
Cacophony of words,
Magnified to deaf,
Pantomime,
Mr. Mime,
Jynx,
Hypnotic crest...
Abra,
Kadabra,
Apply directly to the forehead...
Water your brain,
Fertilize,
Extra fries,
Exercise...
A to Z,
1, 2, 3...
F*cking A,
We say...
Today is here,
The end is near,
All come here to stay...
Escape rope untethered,
Weather altered sky day.
Gaze at stars,
Hollywood floor,
Rich,
Poor,
More...
Life is great,
Life is crap,
You decide,
Not me...
Cause all I see,
Is cacophony...
No sense inside of "we"...
Here we are,
We've come so far,
RELAX...
Have fun at last...
Half full,
Half empty,
Shattered...
At least we have the glass......
Written: 8/4/2018. 6:09 PM. A whole new spiral, trees upon a coil refers to writing in a new notebook, after my other having been filled. The rest literally.. unspiraled..
Rafael Torres Oct 2015
AM hours
The time which to wonder
Counting the time since I've last heard the thunder
Not long ago
Was the storm just afoot
I let it pass by
As I calmly stay put
I then take a look
To see just what's left
My heart and my love
For my heart knows what's best
No hatred inside the core of my being
Because my heart is for love
As my eyes are for seeing
Love is for hope
The hope is believing
My soul is for light
To brighten the way
The darkness of night
Only brightens the day
The tears of our eyes
Cleanse our beliefs
Until our vision is clear
And we feel the relief
That the storm too shall pass
Just as the past
The hope is then born
That this pain will not last
Only our heart
Will shield us from hail
As love is our wind
For our lives to set sail
Towards the unknown
We take off towards the sea
Until we reach the lands
Where we were just meant to be..
Rafael Torres Sep 2015
Sometimes the words
Just don't come to mind
Yet the feelings are there
To ever remind
Of the pain that exists
That's meant to be stored
Deep within the core
Intended ignored
Yet it slips through the cracks
Internal bleeding
Revealing that smiles
Are mostly deceiving
Yet sometimes believing
Everything's fine
Is all that is left
To strengthen the spine
Aging takes time
Like a cheese or a wine
As does letting go
Of what kills us from within
The day may never come
When we can feel we could win
But a hope lays down deep
Right next to that pain
Reminding that
Things clear up
Like the rain..
Rafael Torres Sep 2015
Oh fish in the sea
What do you not see
I guess fish are just blind
Of what something could be
Or maybe it's me
That swims through the sea
Lost in the current
With no guarantee
Of the concept of we
Or something could be
I guess I'll keep swimming
Until hope is set free
I'm Nemo
I guess
Someone come find me
So I can swim towards love
And leave the fishing behind me..
About the saying, "there's plenty of fish in the sea"
Rafael Torres Sep 2015
I cannot explain
What can not be understood by you
So explaining nothing at all
Is all I can do
As I sit back and observe
Chaos around me
Picking roses and vines to solely surround me
Feel the wind rush around me
The ground right beneath me
The sun up above me
As its rays come to reach me
Sometimes the best freedom
Is ignoring the whisper
The best tool to fight weakness
Is to be a good listener
Observing the fractures
In the systems of others
Apples to oranges
Cannot be compared
Yet both can rot
Or both can be spared
Both can seed
New life from their center
But there's always just one
Thing to remember
Birds of a feather
They flock together
Only one flock will know the right weather
To fly to a land
Where the life will be better
Those that embrace solutions
Not excuses
Shall fly
Those that can see where to migrate
Know why.
They are left
As the others fall downward
Remembering what they learned
By those they've encountered....
Rafael Torres Sep 2015
Night Time Again,
The Sun Goes To Sleep,
The Moon Comes Out With A Sad Face To Weep,
Chasing The Sun,
Across The Whole Sky,
Asking Itself,
Why'd You Go,
Why,
But There Are The Days,
With The Sun And The Moon,
Both Shining Bright From Midnight To Noon,
The Moon Saying,
I'll Catch Up With You Soon...
I wrote this years ago

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