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The Tinkerer May 2015
Tonight,
This terrible night,
In the absence of light
The storm, imminent
Much else, irrelevant.
The winds,
Leaving the soul distraught,
Obscuring the mind.

Tonight,
This terrible night.
Extinguished,
Is the flame of hope in mankind.
This, the reason why
In my soul
The absence of light.
Someone close to me was in an accident today. I need help
The Tinkerer Mar 2015
You* are,
My Bottle of sunshine,
You are,
therapy for the mind,
For the soul.

Hell,
YOU may be the reason why
Flowers grow.

To see you broken,
To see you bruised,
To be unable to fix your wounds..
To sit and *watch
, while you're so aloof
This, a battle I'd HATE to lose

I'd climb mountains,
I'd cross seas,
To see you,
again at Ease,

I'd walk a million and one miles
To see you break into a grin, a smile.
I'd try, a million and one times
If for once,
I could be the one

*Your Bottle of Sunshine
For my best friend. You may not read this, but I'll always be there for thee.
It's one thing I've promised myself.
Whatever may happen, I hope to be your always.
The Tinkerer Mar 2015
Never seen,

We've Never been,

We've never met,
But, I'm willing to bet..

There's a story with us
Waiting to be written,
Waiting to be read.

Never a word,
Yet, seemingly,
We share the world.
We may be strangers, though,
For once, forget the dangers..

Live, with me
Let us be free.

Never again miserable.
Never again,

**Invisible.
We may be invisible to each other now.. Not forever.
This one's for the one who doesn't know, but is one day gonna make a lonely guy the  happiest.
The Tinkerer Mar 2015
She seems, to the outsider
So soft and so gentle,
She is, to the one's that love her
So beautifully incomprehensible.
Her skin, so smooth
Her hair, undone
She's a free spirit,
A wild hearted one.
She is a soul, untamed
So effortlessly appeased
My broken heart,
She mends it with ease.
Better days?
With her..
A possibility.
For the beauty in freedom.
For the beautifully free.
The Tinkerer Feb 2015
One
We are one,
Men, women, children, all.
Through the peace,
Beyond the gun.
We are one,
The Empire of the Sun.
The Tinkerer Feb 2015
Warm are the things that are alive
Cold are the things,
Already dead, or going to die.
This is the tale,
Since times untold.
Just as light gives warmth
And darkness, the cold
Heat, off all that moves,
While what is frozen, remains still.
These, are the unobjectionable truths,
These, the maker's will,
So do make sure,
That at the end of your time
You leave not the cold
But a light that,
Not only will glow, but shall shine.
Warmth. The one way to know something is with life
The Tinkerer Feb 2015
Balance,
Is that not what life is?

Balance,
Between *virtues
and vices?
If you begin to contemplate
You'd realize..
You're will not, to compensate.
Not when it's your life
You'd save, no matter the lie

Would you work for a greater good?
Or rather, keep warm inside your hood?

For the wonderful music to play,
For the high life,
For a better taste
For this, would you be able to tip the scale?
For you to succeed
For others to fail

IMbalance,
Is that not what life is?
Where good for one,
Is to adopt your **vices
The balance of life, as I've come to see.. Am i right though?
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