Welcome, dear mysteries
My one and only planet is here
Here for no particular reason
We are turbulent creatures
Speckled with interesting features
Each so similar
Each so unique
Our minds race with life
The need to enjoy life
The need to create life
The need to help life
The need to live
We ebb and flow
Our tides enclose our minds
Thinking on two different sides of the same ocean
Often not in sync
We have a way
A way of including anyone
Yet excluding everyone
And this means you, hopeful friends
This means us.
This is a message for any aliens that come to earth
Guess you're gone again
Watched you walk away;
You always said breathe out then in;
Know you'll be back someday.
Same seeks same to find its home
Not meant to chase the vogue
Some souls are surely made to roam
Rebel always chooses Rogue.
And rebels need a reason
We can’t abide bad laws; yet
Against the heart there is no treason
When standing for a Cause.
Always loved unspoken things
Like the thrill of open sky
Every bird must find its wings
To let go of fear and finally fly.
Beneath your chest there beats a fire
A powerful creature that needs to be free
Weave these words into the pyre
This is who you’re meant to be.
And I refuse to be your cage,
Won’t bind your feet or blind your soul
Won’t consign you to dance on broken stage, ‘cos
You’re meant for more than that role.
Can’t hide a sky of stars in a box
Can’t bottle a boundless tide,
Can’t block nature behind black locks,
Though I’m ashamed to say I’ve tried.
If you must fade to find your grace
Because you’re made of art,
Just know you always have a place
Wherever waits this heart.
You’re always free to go, and
Seek each untraveled road;
Build your dream abode.
Just please hear this song
That I’ve been singing all along:
I’ll always prove your fears were wrong, for
Some things will not erode.
Rhythmic incessant thuds,
Drum rolls of flowing blood.
They ringed in my ears,
Welcomed my deepest fears.
A fragility of the flesh,
Shredding open with each new lash.
A fortress of stones, bone-brittle,
Shattering like an overflooded skull.
How they gush,
Bright red, lovesick
Always in a rush.
To think that each wall I built
Only heightened the fall.
Each scar was a sensation,
I know they watched in awe.
Of flesh and stone,
They contest my throne.
Which "me" will I be today?
riding out the highs of life
with manic ferocity
the minutiae of life
drag you down into the depths of despair
a pure loyalty like no other
hidden by a dramatized emotional facade
always there to bring you up,
simultaneously bringing themselves down
it's a slippery *****--
Oh, to be Mercutio--
is to be the eye of a hurricane,
winding about a center
--that may not be
as stable as it seems
shakespearean bffs, pt 2
Before one asks if she could give love,
One should first ask if she could accept love.
"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend XXIII "
You theme you are the only one and crap
A conscious **** excreting mindflex mobile
Bone bag commercially impregnated
With a semblance of life called existence
Firmly pegged in this moments suffering
Or relief of suffering called happiness
By most swimmers in the we turbulent
Through cause and calmed through cause to each their own
Journey a needless needful thing of our
Humanity etcetera moving
So we must go no where or now here to
Be the undiscovered country glowing
Light forms solidifying matter forms
Melting cyclic wonderment of what's this
The sun kissed her
skin to a passionate burn
******* all the energy
yet she was able
to float with the
of that ocean
those of her
God, I wish you'd look at me like that.
As if the sun was kissing the ocean,
and the moon was embracing the stars.
The only problem was that you were immersed
in someone else.
And I'm drowning in your eyes,
as you're swimming away to the safety of the shore...
Not the turbulent waves that surround me.