To be able to take things like a breeze;
Let fate pass by in the flow of time ;
To be able to enjoy the little time we have in our short and sweet lives ;
A blessing indeed ;
A laugh as adorable as a lamb;
Eyes that shine in curiosity as of a new soul happy to be a part of the grand scheme of things ;
To be able to be in bliss in such a vicious cycle of life;
A free soul indeed.
                                          -Opal.

I met the edge of death – her blade slicing through my very
skin; cutting me into pieces; a piece of me died inside, haunting
my dreams like a spectre. My bucket of tears had run dry, in
a futile attempt to fill this glass bottle of forever, though it remains
a daydream.

Pop a cherry, somehow the shattering of innocence – levitating
in a bubble of love, praying to God it doesn't pop. I lived the
omnipotent experience, danced with the spectre of death, a cruel
and merciless partner in this dark waltz.  While the heart sleeps,
my brain still thinks – I lament the vision of a nobler self, confined
to the realm of my dreams.

In my quest for paradise, I only discovered the relentless paradigm
of a life wrestling all time left on its mind. I was once a love warrior;
now merely a worrier of love – the winds of my spirit propel the
arrow of my aspirations, yet I still falter in my aim.

As your brows furrow, rising to confront the shadows of doubt,
I reflect on a life marred by fear, despair, and unfulfilled affection…
yet, we may die inside tonight, just to live tomorrow!

Beyond my current state lies a distance
that feels even more distant than my
aspirations. A day of tranquility lives
solely in our daydreams,
beckoning the fragments of my being
to come back, urging my thoughts to
gather once more.

____

I am the void that lingers between the
stanzas of a flawless poem—words that
falter in their imperfection.
My voice is silent, with so much
to say - a paradox that leaves me frozen;
lingering moments before revealing your
vulnerabilities. Oh, the despair!
My faith lies fragmented and adrift—
these whispered prayers sway back
and forth, yearning to hold significance.

____

Do I hold any significance at all,
composed of the very essence of atoms
colliding in a chaotic dance?
"Dissolved," I melt into nothingness,
like ice under the sun, reshaping into
the visage of any soul that touches me,
flowing like water.

          Alas, I seem to be dead again!

Hey little fly
I going, to hit you in your eye
I going, to make you surly cry
so you've better stop
jumping from cheek to cheek
or I' gonna give you a great big hit
in your little face
boop-boop-be-doop
shoo fly I don't like you
humble bumble pudding and pie
go away little fly and die
but to make you stop
I"ll make you drop
boop-boop-be-doop
shoo fly, can't you see
I am making pie
boop-boop-be-doop
shoo fly I don't like you
or I'm gonna make you cry
shoo fly it gonna be
the big pie in the sky
for you
boop-boop-be-doop
shoo fly I don't like you

a stalking, we will go
a stalking, we will go

Hi **, the scenario
the stalking, we will go

the spying, we will go
the spying, we will go

Hi **, the scenario
the spying, we will go

Hi **, don't you know
this song is made for, lost weirdos
hi **, screaming, we will go

a screaming, we will go
a screaming, we will go

Hi **, the scenario
let's, all run for the door
Run for the door
run for the door

Hi **, the scenario
lets run for the door

and Now
all sing
a stalking we will go
Hi **, the scenario
lets all run for the door

First: it about Morning and  still dark

second : There was a man hiding behind a  telephone pole drinking coffee
and across the street on the corn of the church

now this at the mobile pantry

3rd  A lady in all black, covered from head to toe
comes and stands right next to me
i did not want to be rude
so i just was nice
and stay sitting in the  chair
i brought with me


then man starts taking pictures with
his phone like
i was there with this lady and four boys

i am thinking
there trying to set me up

so no will help me ?

am I just being paranoid?

Saturday 10/26/2024

In the fray of lips, what real significance
do most of my words hold for me today
My eyes are like two unyielding stones,
cloaked in these skipping shades of grey;
I've witnessed love's deceit; so profound
that I tossed my own vision away.

Still, I’ll pursue every dream I cherish,
and remain hopeful even after I pray
—reflecting on the struggles that shaped us
all yesterday, which have led me to this day.

Even if greatness eludes me, dear Lord, grant
me a life of purpose, so I can declare that I am
truly living close the means of being okay…

I'll be just fine
I'll just hide my face
if, i am about to cry

pour me a drink
maybe one or two
and let me
sulk
here a little wail

no, need to
ask about me

No!
i be just fine
just let me be
to scream and yell
until i pass out

I'm just
kick-en and scream-en
beggin the Lord
to take me from hell

but it seem my
body and soul
is in everlasting Perpetual hell

don;t waste your time
don't even ask
i'm just laying here
until the pain pass

no, do don't you take the
time
no, I said
I'll be alright

I'm just waiting until
i see some God saving light

no, I'll be aright
just give me a sign


aka: lyricvixen
by: Verlecia f.