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No one, can stop My Tears
and make them....Disappear.
Coz each time one Falls,
another is set to Appear.
There are Tears I've bottled,
deep down in My Soul.
It's about My Broken Love,
that went down a ****** Hole.
The moments We spent,
come flashing back at Me.
My Life can never be like,
the Waves that roar at Sea.
So I go about fixing things,
by writing a few Broken Rhymes.
Coz no mortal has gone back
and brought back good old Times.
Tell me everything
Tell me a lie
Tell me everything
but don’t let me cry
Don’t spoil the dream
I’m living in
Let me sleep
Let me dream
Let we  meet
In my dream
over and over again!!

Shell ✨🐚
Sometimes the dreams are better!!
When you close your eyes you can go anywhere you want to go!
To the ones who held
my hand and instilled
in me the ambitions
for a lifetime,

Your words set
fuel to ignite the
fire of enlightenment that
dispelled the shadows
of ignorance.

The gratitude  within
this soul's unbound,
something I cannot express.
I rise up in memories of your
knowledge
Hope for more
Than individuality
Amongst the throng
Of arachnids
To be the organism
And know what meaning means

Power and fame
Provide the human ego
With fleeting satisfaction

Love is a connection
Outside ourselves
If real
Not man evolved lust

Energy between us is palpable
Passion amplifies
Yet we are all lonely
And yearning souls
Trapped in a shell of life
Mastering your soul
Is like taking a hold of hot coal
and clenching hard with all your might
waiting for the burning to cease
and to never release
till you relinquish its control to ignite
If you can master your soul
You can rule the world
Trip-A 7d
My soul cries for your touch
My soul cries for your gaze
My soul cries for your voice
And desires your praise
Looking at the future,
Is it cloudy, or clear,
Thinking about the last day,
Is it far, or near.

Everyone’s, soul is searching,
Experiencing different ways,
That’s why were not to judge others,
During this life, stay.

A soul travel’s through many life’s,
Searching for perfection, every day,
Learning from all situations,
That it passes through, along the way.


                                                               Tom Maxwell © 02/01/2007 AD
28th Feb 2020
(Consumer paradise)

Since the perception of time, ancient malevolent entities; the 'Dark-ego' the stars makers, have been filling our souls with 'want' collectively this 'want' forms our material world, which helps to suppress the inner spark (the light contained within the human soul)

Good souls gradually struggle free from want, or the confines of the material world, thus releasing the inner spark to the origin of light.

However the 'Dark-ego' continues to expand the physical universe, thus slowly terraforming the multiverse into a single living entity 'The dark one'

Dark matter is the fabric of life (The womb)

The origin of light is beyond the perception of any fearful, material being; clinging to mortality.

That's why freeing oneself from the confines of the material world, and returning to the 'origin of light, is a leap of faith.


**** me that was a dark epic and very vivid dream.

Was it a heady mix of drunken religious concepts, a lumpy pillow and a bed full of hot and sweaty dehydration.
Or a prophetic insight into our waking dream?
The inner spark
Lyly Feb 28
I wasn't ready for you,
Wasn't ready for the pain,
Or the scars you'd leave behind,
That now seems in vain.
Alena Feb 28
Springtime and my soul blooms like a snowdrop after a harsh winter.
I feel that all the bad things slowly go away and I come to life.
I can finally walk through my native small town and hear its whispers,
So I think lifetime is not very bad and now I can try to give a drive.

Baby, let's on the run with me,
Take my warm and tender hand,
Have fun as hard as you can be,
I won't give you up 'cause I'm your man.

If you suddenly start to fall, just know that I'll pick you up like an iron wall.
Don't worry about problems, just call them tasks and keep them to any autumns.
Baby, don't worry about the things will happen, just let the river go to its own way for the rules of the planet.
And just sing Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.
Hello. Honestly, I don't know what I need to text here, but I just wanted to say that now I have something new in my life, and this is the reason why I got the poem into my head. I hope, that you'll like it and, maybe, leave your comments below. Thank you!
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