29/M/Witbank, South Africa
Life is poetic, it is just not always the rhyming scheme we prefer|| Please check out my book: https://books.apple.com/au/book/the-sense-of-the-pen-real-gland/id1436111057 |EP: https://momeant.bandcamp.com/album/last-days
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....Truth hurts, don't it? .....alas, so do lies......... Ever notice how some remain satisfied to just rattle their own cage....? Freedom is lovely! © All ...
To be in tune in natures light To be in touch and resonate Intelligent communicate Heartbeats of love and breath of life Superior to human sight Your sound waves and reverberates To be in tune in natures light To be in touch and resonate You touch the stars and elevate Our spirits to become alight Giving us freedom to ignite Centers begin to emanate To be in tune in natures light Beneath the sun, beneath the moon You teach us how to breathe with care Oceanic friend, solar flare Communicating our monsoon Teaching in us how to commune Opening our minds to beware Beneath the sun, beneath the moon You teach us how to breathe with care Your innocence rests like lagoon On the surface emotions bare Vulnerability is there Beneath the sun, beneath the moon A good omen to protect us Saving the lives of so many Selfless creature giving plenty From outer space some do discuss To touch you frees us from raucous To ride with you fulfills empty A good omen to protect us Saving the lives of so many With you we find our playfulness Self-confidence more than any Never to lose our assembly Connect us all with inner trust A good omen to protect us Helping others finding our truth To be One Universally What might seem strange is certainly A reflection upon our youth Make bright our eyes with wisdom's root Free from shame inadvertently Helping others finding our truth To be One Universally Though we may taste forbidden fruit What we will learn so artfully Forgives our aches so perfectly Flipping through curious pursuit Helping others finding our truth © tHE tERRY tREE
Poetic Form | Rondel
I never knew you could know me so much better
I ignored all the great weather the darkest cloud hung over me and I let my head fall on the air my hair was still wet but not the day that we met Was it someone like you who did it to be so kind Leaves on the grass with words drawn out You admired me and wanted to hold my hand I let the curtains fly in Didn’t want the wind to pass me by Wearing the t-shirts with the cheesiest slogans Dropping love on my sleeve Too many wishes that I hope they’re not an omen I never knew a heart could beat for me