Sa Sa Ra Dec 2018
Moonbeam shining bright
Moonbeam playfully hiding
Power light
Hiding in planes fulfilling
Plain of sight
Laughing upon ears gone deaf
For imaginary and deafening frights
While love walks and talks upon the clouds with infinite heights
Fiegn not to note there is life
And life only
While ashes portend to be little more than stones already forming
We stand, praise, laugh sing and dance upon

There once was a girl
An imaginary twirl
Who takes unsuspecting men for a whirl
Who'll toils for life
Not suspecting the strife
Of taken by wife

Who's gone upon her show shine delights
You're only polishing the silver
She'll cut and use the glitter
Flit, fly flutter bye and buy
Upon her neighbors all
What steeper prices of greater
Treasures call

You'll toil as all is viegn
Till waning breathes are all
To each their own remains

You'll love that which is life
When she breathes, loves and dances
Upon the deadly fools of strife

There is joy for nothing less
She'll bring glory to every morning
For nothing less

While death comes even harder
Upon a players dying breath
Sa Sa Ra Jun 2018
Faithful faults r we.
Wedges pounding our frozen shattered beings.
How a heart beats in granite like masoleums.
Massive monsters we have roaming. Calling home a sense or feeling.
Den of vipers we are owning.
Not a one is, can, will be disowning.
Egos blaspheme steady.
Sa Sa Ra Feb 2017
She was on her way
she was bad
she made promises
she was addicted to guilt
she always made good in her promises
in the most horrible ways
i suppose they were lies
you knew better
on one hand
in retrospective
me, you and no one
is exception
just 3 words
in the english dictionary
i didnt read novels
i, if empath
did not learn the wares
in books, no where

no one i suppose is born into a full house
we only come from one
it turns out inherently
and only a matter of time
and we all have some strange words
the ones of faults we are not acute to
we've plenty our own

you know when your played
you know when your vulnerabilities and defenses have been
pushed to walls, come tumbling
more so crashing
as the perfect strorm
of all manifestation

she was on her way
you journeyed along
your paths were mighty
she said they and i
were wrong

it took so little time
the death pangs
so long
from light
to darkness
that swallowed

Dark Star
You knew, speaking for myself
Had it been a twist of fate all along
is that what life was
was this another spiral
pilot lost control
to save some empire
for some lost little girl
from the other side
you knew better of
there were no questions
no not really

Only confidences
in your manifest journey
of existence still
Dark star
break on through
the other side

Was it the rabbit hole
i didnt read that either
but know enough by now
if but for
upside down, inside out and backwards
was there some of that..

where logistics of love, life
liberty, justice, the persuit of happiness
simple decency, respect, recognition of another life
that was not an extension toy of your own whims and will
for some phony battle of arrogance
phony, epic, relentless
you know, senseless

from impossibilty twice
two entwined in impossibility
once again


She was beautiful
she was bold
well, well rooted
on the perfect spelll
of perfect earth
broad lovely branches
of every unique alluring curvature
every necessary size shape and placement
well leafed
in a perfect summer
perfect solace
back bracing shade

She was the tree of life
Whom came of love
Of course

Just three steps away

I can never forget her
She has not withered
no not a bit in rejection
She has more beauty, strength
and every lovely attribute
even more so still
of course on one hand
amazing grace
thee other


Just three steps away
Is life


I tried to refuse
to wake from this dream
By this morning
Two days I tried to
Escape from possibility

To understand the tragedies
On Valentines Day
'tis the day

It was the Sun
Both of them
Just yesterday
Twin Stars

Is it once again
Or always

Can one be
If not for another

To be or not to be

Twas, is not a question after all

For both must
And at Once

All Else


Yet I can't get over this thang
Not here, not by oneself

Not for long
Bless this earth and kiss the sky

And you have just admitted to the curse
We all carry in coins and purse


I still believe
And want that greater thang

I want it again, again

Begin again, again

For what I know
I have none of doubt
No one does

But what is so crucial
Is what it is about


From what I know
All is
or comes from love
Dark and Light

An infinitely deep
passion play

Keep it Love
Keep it Lite

A Heart that floats
Or be crushed

by the Light


Today again I tried not to wake
For I cared completely
Simply still


And here are we still
Not one

An extension
Of Another's will


No vice,
no *******

No choice
of poison
or pills

Love is life
Does all else ****


Bending, twisting, amending,
taking, faking, breaking
shading, fading

Another's will


Does Love not have willingness

Inherently shared
Can't be too far

from the beautiful tree of life

What is mine
What is your's


Twas it a question

An Illusion
Don't ever give up no matter what you wake or go to sleep with.
In my heart, mind being a parallel perhaps here...
Looking at the lyrics more so than catching some other vibe.
Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
Sa Sa Ra Jun 2016
negate thee illusion
of separations

such was preparation
twas actually


is only

Sa Sa Ra Jun 2016
The hollow leader
wolf pac


forever lost


and which
even colours
to the point of all

Sa Sa Ra Jun 2016
Funny tickles thinking abt ur rebuke if ( I m) not correcting (one) here or there as she, u wonder to what degrees I care or can..


Ur one multi msg...
*you're (Glowing star)
So ur (Glowing star)
U r (Glowing star)
And U'r (Glowing star)

Whatever concerns and preferences.
R u more beautiful than u can feel at times between some flattering ego toting...

Not a question I prefer specific answer to.
It is a topic however I offer, entertain and or am willing to be open too.

What must be undone, overcome;
to feel, reveal, accept and actualize a living platform;
to exude the beauty u see and;
(only) lonely
wish to feel;
(for real)
Sa Sa Ra Mar 2016
Haters reaching out stretching hate to all they can put in a noose She's turning 80 and Love's Love and is willing to yield to the truth Regardless of a lifetime experience telling such and every authority, history book, politician, the clergy of clergy's lies their coverings rotting off thee untouchables of Love like Gold it's going to remain beyond ruse, deception and especially ones brain....... But what has made us great, and not for it's the USA, But for the inspired genius just beyond the First Amendment, in part, the part T. Jefferson coined as Separation of Church and a minimal necessity if humanity is meant to survive itself. If we are seven billion thereabouts we have thereabouts the same amount of personal beliefs... PRAISE that or count that blessing or don't feel an inclination, there is no right or wrong...!!! To shove a belief system down someone's throat, being, brain, heart, civil liberties or have that your AS YOUR FEAR.... With your every BREATH, in your very BED, on a CARDBOARD BOX, a PENTHOUSE SUITE, any ole ALLEYWAY, in need to serve your ****** FUNCTIONS..... Speak your heart, with thoughts pressing through one's mind to ink, to type, to voice and FIND YOU, YOUR KIND HAS BEEN Found by some Predators who want you on a noose, your president, commander in chief..... They are ready on command for some false set of values that say **** and it is in the name of *** and Love.... It is written, in some book that cannot be refuted or seen in any other way, yet it is seen 7 billion ways over at minimal by now... They will say it is in the name and claims of 'our founding fathers' '-------------------such 'n such falsely claimed values'. But those who won't tell you what it is about and for thousands, hundreds or so many decades of years. But in the name of , '------------' what does it matter it's exactly the way it's been done just before and the time before that and as far as history records and does not, and none tells any part of any truth to anyone about next to anything. Count we are blessed or not or were and need to be again and it's this thing or that. So easy to swallow the intended deceptions about the Frankenstein no doubt so many will not deny was an effort of intentional making, perhaps with a result beyond hopes and or expectations. Hope that we would swallow hook line and sinker!! The monster is on the loose America, it's not about you or me or even our sons and daughters but the descendants of humankind.... Beyond, Hook, Line and Sinker America, World, Who Knows, When Beyond All That We Swallowed THE WHOLE FISHING BOAT!!!
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