Like the cinders of incense
Escaping out of an altar With broken panes Or the smoke billowing From an unceasing pyre (Hope diffused into Disillusionment-profound)
in living we all walk toward the dawn,
through moonless nights, through cold and touchless mist, yet sunbirth come: only some shall carry on, the rest remain, in pain, to on departed souls subsist.
In the dark bleakness
An interplay of shadows moon (blinded) looks on
Two dark sides converse in glinted eye,
we judge between few subtle signs, vibrations bend which speed up time, what sad masks we wear, when occupied. Allow yourself some pause for thought, searching around inside of you, whichever form this may flow through, to find that place of peace and solitude. Importance of imprinting reflective memories, we hold onto questions of our visions set, remembering of what was and came to be, a fabricated formulae. The varied receptive connections of others, helps us engage respond and occupy, to release the grey that builds inside, heaviness escapes through focused sighs.
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Deep inside the ocean
There’s beauty in the dark There’s peace within the silence Though beneath it lies the sharks Deep inside the ocean Your secrets will be safe Hidden from the surface Until your final days Deep inside the ocean The pressure is too much Bring your hope down with you It will be your only crutch Deep inside the ocean It’s littered full of mines This ocean can be toxic When the ocean is your mind
The ocean is also vast and unexplored, much like our own minds.
There are times when i'm on top of the world
There are times when i'm at its core There are times when i accept it There are times when its a chore Time heals all wounds, or so the saying goes What about the naked eye, blind to my bones How long does it last for? does it ever end? it's a hard path to walk, going around the bend Time is a strange way to measure an emotion Since when did time cause this much commotion The sound of silence interrupted by a ticking clock Time once again is running amok
Written at a time when i was angry all the time and didnt know why
Learn to invest in yourself,
Water your mind and soul with nothing but love, admiration, pure thoughts and faith. Because we're only the product of what we feed ourselves on a daily, Remember it is okay to be alone even on the days where human nature reminds you to be passionate. Be your own healer, Don't expect people to rescue you because demons are resting on everybody's inner peace, Some hide in the past, Some disguise themselves in the future, And some are standing in plain sight in the present time. Happiness comes from within, If you truly learn to love yourself you can give your demons wings and make them Angels again.
The pearly snow
Beneath my feet As I tread Underneath Looking Sky unfolds before me Bright blues Your silver-lined clouds interrupting the otherwise smooth ocean of air Vast Vibrant The white-capped mountains zig-zagging along the distant horizon Trees laid bare in front of eyes Waving branches As if in distress I am inhabiting a dream Believing found poignancy to be a temporary illusion Too beautiful to exist in actuality Reflective sight reminding paradise does in fact take residence on earth
About a beautiful almost enjoyable winter day in alaska