Your influence is unparalleled.
Your beauty is Divine.
Your scent is sacred.
Your voice is Spirit's love transformed into sound.
It is you who reminds us where we came from.
The infinite ... Where we shall return.
In your Womb, we are nourished and cared for.
In your arms, we are held and protected.
Strong, almighty, gentle (Womb)an.
Thank you, Goddess from before & NOW.

Leave me out in the dark
I'm not your playground of destruction
that you run to during your recess.

chiseling the grass,
sharp as sickles.
thrashing your leather whip
on the dusty ground
with an unerasable frown.

Strangling it around
the rusty bridles
of my broken swingset,
ripping it out from root down
at the twitch of your wrist.
Straddling my worn out see-saw
imbalanced by the wreckage of time
prance around until it
shatters into a million steel slivers,
While your hair brushes the clouds
while you have the first taste of rain
and feel the chill of snowflakes against your skin.

But this playground,
this zealous monument,
was built for
a higher purpose.
It's a place where
streams overflow,
wildflowers grow,
solace to the fireflies afterglow
& poetry readings during
seasons of snow.

If it does not stand for it's purpose,
my trembling hands will flick
a matchstick on the the wick of the trial
to arsonate it's submissiveness
and eat it's dispossessed soul.
It's flames will touch the
cradle of the crescent moon.
And from the ashes

I will rise,
*the Undying Light,
the Untouchable Night.

Wild winds wind the fury
Of fallen cinder dreams
Left in ashes from fiery gaze
Introspectiom sets aflame
Burning desires, mental empires
King of the ******, fiendish smiles
Crooked eyes and a fever pitch

रंजाखाङो खुसिजोँ
जोबोद गोजोनग्लायना
समायना सुदेम सुदेम गोरबोआ
नोँनि मिनिसुलु सोरांजोँ
.
बे सोरांजोँ बार बारबोयो
बे बारजोँनो-
दालाइ बिलाइफोरा मोसायो
बेसेबा रंगिना संगिना बिबारि
.
बेसे समायना नुयो
गोसोनि खुसिजोँ
गोरबो गोजोन्नाय मिनिनायजोँ
गोगो गोजोँ आलायारन
रैरुब फुंबिलि सनाबिलि
.
जोँमा नोँखौ खुलुमो आं
नोँनि अननायनि फिन होना
जोबोद मान होनायजोँ
जोँमा आंदि बोर आजावो
.
बेबादिनो नोङो फै
बयनोबो गोथार बिलिरनायजोँ
बयनोबो गोरबोखौ सोरां होनानै
दाउसिन दाउला सिरि मोनना
.
बेसे गोजोन मिथिँगाया
मिथिँगानि गासै खुसिजोँ
बेसे समायना बुहुमा
दुंबुर गोरबो दुंखाङो निजोरा
.
फुरसब जोमै अखोरांआव
हाथर्खिखौ नुयै फांथेयो
बेसे समायना जायो
फैलाव सोमखोर अखोरांआ
.
गोजोन मोनो बुहुमनि गासैबो
रंजाखाङो बाज्लखाङो
बेसेदि समायखाङो गोसोआ
खुसि जायो आं गेवलां मिथिँगानि
मिनिखैरो मिनिनायाव।

Her life begins from ashes
From the ashes she rise
The same ashes she becomes
When she dies
More powerful
Stronger and wise
To sail for forever
In every skies
A mythical beast
Born out of fire
To keep burning always
She aspire
She flies high
She looks like a bird
The mighty beast
That some think is absurd
Flaming always
In yellow and red shades
Her blaze is eternal
It never fades
Only those ones can see her
Who believe
Magic she have
Even in tears she grieve
Bodies and souls
And every wound they heal
Her flame so hot
It melts even steel
She looks for someone
To enlighten and warm
But not to burn
In her firestorm
She is a bit dark
And a lot mysterious
She is powerful
And so delirious
She is exquisite
And so observant
Give us hope
Her heat so fervent
Her freedom and her flight
No cage can restrain
She is the Phoenix
And she would always rise again

There was love here
There was affection here
There wasn't any regret
There wasn't any fear

There was hope
There was strength
There was vigor

There's anxiety
There's some pain
There was sunshine
Now there's rain

But there will be happiness
There will be a smile again
There were scars once
But those wounds will heal again

Why is the poetry section at the bookstore
So small?
We're the misfits of the artistic spectrum
Why do they leave such a small hole for us?
Out of all the five star hotels, we're the only only art form that got a one star instead
We're going to need an umbrella, it's going to rain soon
Not because it's symbolic, but because the humidity is high
There needs to be a change in the literary frontier
I'm going to trick or treat, but i don't need no costume
I'm coming as myself
Ready to break through the barricades
And increase the size of these poetry shelfs for the future to embrace
More dreams and more elation than ever thought of before.
We may be the minority now, but it can change for the future
Don't buy a different crystal ball on me just yet
We're the eighth place team that will contend for the playoff
Just watch the curtains come undone
And the kids run
For that golden dream.

Just because it ended
doesn't mean you have to
set fire to what you've built.

You can just
not visit there
anymore.

This darkness consumes me
I fear when it's finished there will be nothing left.
Hollowed out from the inside
When it escapes this world will cease to exist.

But I like it
I embrace it
It talks to me
In shades of black it speaks

This hatred becomes me
To isolate and with it this power grows ever strong
My mind feels corrupted.
When I speak it feels like a different voice

But I like it
I embrace it
It talks to me
In shades of black it speaks

Our greatest glory is not in failing,
But in rising every time we fall.
Rising every time we fall.
Rising every time we fall

Keep company with those who make you better