Dear sweet filthy world,
Photographs can lie, so put away forbidden playthings, that's how you got killed before. Why, oh why, can't an ordinary stand up with the nefarious gods on the second floor? For the other end of the telescope is leaning toward science fiction, and this love from a cold land, this sad burlesque, is a bottle of smoke on the deep dead blue, one watt above darkness.
Being Unconsciously drawn To a peril You can control Engendering loss Unresolved grief Is data Not Created equally
Coping with any loss isn't the same for everyone. Trying to understand.
Do you consider not being able to have something you desire a loss? Is the loss itself worse than the coping?
I'm sorry; I don't mean to pry.
But could someone please tell me why it's so embarrassing to cry? How many times have we said "I'm sorry" only to say "babe, don't worry" when it's the other way around? Why do we have empathy for the wolves when we cry for the same reasons? Why are we so afraid to show our feelings that we make up lies, like, "it's the changing of the seasons"? The behavior of a generation won't change overnight. But we need to start working on being comfortable with expressing ourselves when something's not right.
Looking for a corner, a place to hide
He aint weak, his reaction aint mild Through him I see instability, I see red A burning anger, takes control, unstoppable spread A monster he becomes, it's growing within Should not be heard, should not be seen Looking for a corner, a place to hide. Feeling lost and fragile ,get out of my site An evil voice, a look that fears I will not crumble, will show no tears Words that crush, confusing and absurd Extreme behavior..... lunatic... its confirmed
decision makes action decide what fate we will belong
behavior makes people judge who we are reason makes us decide what choice we have and personality is who we are
I got a dog likes to wander around
You might see him anywhere in town In my neighbor’s yard or in his trash Today, I don’t know where he’s been He just came a-staggerin’ in I think that my old dog has found a stash. I got a doped up dog Don’t know what to do He’s layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon He won’t feel so good In the light of day I don’t know what makes him act that way. Friday night and I’m on the town You can see me all around Any place where I can get a belt Made it in a half past three My old dog just looked at me I think he knew exactly how I felt. Like a doped up dog Don’t know what to do I’m layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon I won’t feel so good In the light of day I don’t know what makes me act that way. Well, Jake just looked me in the eye And I said “Yea Boy, we can try To straighten up and get on the right track Then we won’t feel so rough Messin’ ‘round with all that stuff And you and me won’t ever have to act…. Like a doped up dog Don’t know what to do We’re layin’ in the yard, howling at the moon We won’t feel so good In the light of day I don’t know what makes us act that way.
Sometimes......you know !!
Behavior is a Response
Your Actions receives a Reaction Attention to You You learn how to get what you want You learn You repeat The things you want command your behavior Your Actions Your Mind What do you want? Love, Attention, Fear, Distain or Admiration Do you wish for family? Do you desire Success or Fame? Do you want people to feel afraid? Worship, Submission, Control. Who are you What do you want What will your behavior be Can you control yourself
Awake i found the languages have changed in my sleep
The sequence of words is lost and so is my power to will People talk strange but sill imitate their creator Behaviour is predictable when you're attached to a prayer Obey my ageless tongue I dare question my presence in this dimension With one intention An ancient practice and an encounter The timelessness of magic shall bring back my willpower The symbols are drawn The words are assembled At the crack of dawn I shall have my answers Words Of Harfouchism
Road to glory is
bumpy lumpy. Gory to walk 🚶 in glory. Road to Achievement always seems obscure but an enthusiastic makes it obvious. Plus determination, focus with a courageous positive behavior makes the ride go on. Wish y'll a lucrative ride as time goes on. #c9_fm
I see so clearly now
That I've had some time Living in a separate realm Somewhere I cannot find Do not know where your mind is at Only focus on one thing most of the day Where do your thoughts go when you're well? When you're high and your problems drift away? I long to know where your heart goes Often it runs somewhere far It's there more than here with me Some distant planet or star To follow is my desire Where my hands can reach With not just physically Aim to practice what I preach The way you turn emotions off Only a moment of dissent Has me hiding so maybe you won't see A thick yet transparent loosely guarded discontent Cried many tears for you Added up and washed my sight Point of view began to change Presently I realize that it wasn't right The way life lived day-to-day May not have noticed back then Should have noticed a lot sooner Of your flaws It was easier to pretend Well guess I should regret that now A few years down the road I will Hard to explain Despite all the games Do it all again for you still You and I have something unique Heart has never felt love this strong Blind I may have been when we met Still feel your arms are where I belong To say I love is an understatement Blame cupid Making me fall Maybe Aphrodite Or St. Valentine Has me heeding to your every call Maybe it is the universe Pushing us close with an invisible force No cause for my attraction to you Guess destiny is just running its course Your behavior proves to be unchanging Lose more you each day we make it through More than 1/2 of your presence Need to have all of you
Been taking sometime to catch up on all my old poetry I never had the chance to post on here