There is an infinite awareness That each of my days are littered with the past Bogged down in the sludge of regrets The fine mist of mistakes coat my hands As I push through each day The only relief is the realization of self worth That is lost in the tides of life
The tides are fleeting half an hour of pristine high waters then stripped away leaving debris of the oceans secrets ashore
Unlike home, where the tides go in and out yet the notion of swimming stays intact
Perhaps the moon wants us to appreciate more here If the ocean was this inviting all day long we wouldn't revel in its beauty
Swimming in the high tide here is like being on the moon this calm state of being is so foreign to me and I dance like a child in the soft of the Earth like a dolphin after its feed like a falling feather from a high flying bird
I've never been to the moon, but I imagine it like this drifting, floating and fading away to this music I've never been to the moon, but I imagine it like this and I never want to be anywhere else
She Loves you, She Loves you not, SHE LOVES YOU. You are her poetry, You are her art, You are her masterpiece, You are her soul. Only you sleep in her dreams, Only you travel in the shadow of her thoughts. The way the Sun and moon causes the tides, You pull her heart strings with sorrow, pain and joy. Even if the stars glisten and mock her, You will still see heaven in her eyes for you. 25/1/2019.
Deep were his eyes The ones to get lost in Far-flung pacific blue that Set her yacht on a Long, tireless journey The tides never forced her To let go of his hands, ever Even though the sharks Chased her, She fought them, bravely When lost midway, She would reach for The ethereal, mysterious stars And following after The subtle stardust He always sprinkled behind She would always find her love.
A lively debate that inside I create A seemingly simplestate But this state of affairs Is like a ****** affair The details I wish not to share Please, don’t stare For inside I’m scared Am I prepared? Do I have the ***** to do what I really care? Or am I going to stay on this ship of self-despair Where I can scream my lungs ****** into the air But does anyone care? Do I even f@cking care??
Maybe a life spared but spare me the retched bullsh@t of self-pity I’m self-giving It wreaks up the air It’s noxious scent is not one I care to ever encounter or fair
Let’s “clear the air” and take on what I want from now on No longer a **** who is living the tired joke of some pathetic love song
No, THIS is my “Swan Song” Where I belong This sh@t isON!
Climbing the mountain strong Bellowing a chant a song That’s been so deep within for so long It can only come out Right Because “wrong” does not belong This virus is airborne
No longer forlorn All the darkness is gone You have been forewarned Are you ready? Because it’s coming Sounding the horn Sacrificed the firstborn The “storm” Once icy and cold Now simmering warm Going to bubble into volcanic ash scorned This Oath hath been sworn Tattered and torn **** cloth all that is worn
But forward my path What’s behind me My *** The past Worn out, decayed, and shriveling trash All that is gone as I head towards the dawn Through the darkness I’ve trekked The Sun rises ahead And with it My song
My Swan Song I am reborn withered and worn But still strong I belong I am one with the Universe The path before me is brightly lit with happiness and joy No more patheticness All the grit and the spit Broken teeth All that sh@t It all meant something It was THIS
Every bruise Every brake All the “wrongs” and “mistakes” Are what it takes You can call it fate or simply short of fatal but since neonatal through this day till Every day I thankfully say “Thank you” for showing me the way Because now I have A love that stays A true love One that can’t get away Because I value Me One ‘hopes’ or ‘prays’ But like a house Each brick is laid Onto the next Foundation made A sturdy house Can’t blow away Hard work put in Made it this way The same for me The price I paid But end result A saving grace
She is like the sun - she floats high in the sky and is protected by the clouds. She is beautiful, magical, but don’t get too close.
She’ll lure you in, but then burn you up from the inside out. Her flames are like the tides. They seem soft but deceive you - fill up your lungs and make you drown.
Although she once was yours, she seems to have found another. The moon - the moon is her new lover, with its dark side that rarely shows. It hides her away at night and has the stars smother her away until dawn.
The sun has never been the same since she met the moon. She glows differently - radiating that light that still somehow seems to draw you in again.