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annh Oct 2020
They speak to the madman,
Suppression, subversion, detraction,
A vocabulary of ‘less than’.

They speak to the madman,
To the loveless and the wounded,
The self-doubting ego.

They speak to the madman,
A consort of shadows,
Recurrent with paradox.

Until, uncertain as to the integrity of my own thoughts,
Understudied by self-censure and distrust,
I pause to listen in the silence which listens back.

‘My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear — a care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence. The "I" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.’
- Khalil Gibran, The Madman
Brandon Aug 2020
as you shut your eyes
let all the pressure melt away
gently drift as slumber sets
dream gracefully as I know you do
and when you rise
with euneirophrenia kissing you softly
I'll only hope that I took part
in creating your bliss
the way you continue to create mine
SA Szumloz May 2020
I wander
And search
Deep inside
My mind
And find
The words
To write
The chapters
Of my
Boring life.
TS Ray Nov 2019
Writing a chapter full on mystery,
with a few needed twists and turns,
like a fresh rose out of many thorns,
it is my own self that I need to lock horns.

Describing you in detail,
to walk through your life trail,
doesn’t matter if my love for you was frail,
all I need to do is set sail.

Wish I had your vocabulary,
I know my wisdom about you is temporary,
I love to make it our new dictionary,
for when you search for me,
you will always find me even if I was imaginary.
TS. 2019.
F White Jul 2019
I don't write them anymore
I say I've lost my words
But in truth, they never left
Bubbling under the surface of my lips
Like sweet blisters of hope, confusion and rancor
I am really [only] a living dictionary
My thoughts like a river
My mouth like a hose
But you always say stop.
So they just sit, drying up
While I breathe through my nose.
Copyright fhw 2019
ZACK GRAM Apr 2019
trill giant, bean, money supreme call me hero scheme...
explosion bigger then herosheme beg pray an plead, seed...
mounted talled then then everest crest on my arthur sword...
wont take your word my voice is command an this may end....
end the desitile an destruction of this so called universed paradox...

you pave the way burned an let it combust pollute an ****...
my breed fiends, soul survivors, ready for war free will...
buck buck...
if you believe i have faith in that freedom we will reposess...
the lands ours so why pay when it grows naturally? killin labels...
riot riot migrate mass congregation considual concentraion...

illistrating demonstrating contemplating praise the cricifex...
look at an illusion an repent poetial habitation accept fact...
whats out there is bleak random an not factually explained...
news media major coorperation all ask for a tax you cant afford...
when will the truth in society face you an massivly move society...

sorry you heard it from me
make fiction fact
create true vision
precise choice
a freedom paced
at war from peace
a war that should end
a stress we dont need

mental notes
Star BG Apr 2019
the wisdom infused air of gift available in quiet.

the liquid gold for the soul.

seeds that flower in heart.

vine that flowers within with focus.

the positive energy that fills lungs in breath.

the expressions of need that angels, and God,  cannot ignore.

music that plays as divine song of life.

NEGATIVITY - dark energies meant to integrate for peace.

JUDGEMENTS- the absence of self love and disconnection from Gods shower of love.

the present everywhere and a birthright

quality buried but forgotten inside all humans.

the attribute inside of everyone.

EGO - the tool to reprogram all the doubts and fears in order to realign with heart

REJOICE- spark that makes cells and heart dance

JOURNEY - earth stage for healing s and grand experience for eternal soul.

the self as beings divine.

the opportunity to shift ones reality for joy and bliss.

pond in mind that, inside quiet mirrors serenity

act of reconnecting to ones own greatness as a God-child.

the blanket of love placed on one by spiritual world as they recall they are not alone.

the tool used in mind to initiate miracles.

Gifts around everyone activated when one believes.

fuel that takes us back to God.

Fresh off the Star Press. Read it embrace it and feel truth in order to live as meant to joyfully.LOL

United States comedian (born in England) who appeared in films with Bing Crosby (1903-2003)
( not my own but wanted to include it. I saw it on
annh Mar 2019
We are all dictionaries;
Collections of words,
Defined by our commonality,
Refined by our uniqueness.

We edit and omit,
Abbreviate and compound,
Expanding our vocabulary,
In the hope of rewriting our yesterdays
Into a best-selling tomorrow.
‘The greatest masterpiece in literature is only a dictionary out of order.’
- Jean Cocteau
Julie Grenness Aug 2018
This is a true, but amusing tale,
Hope your laughter does not fail,
'Tis a saga of a cockatoo,
Of life, he held a jaundiced view,
At the going down of the sun,
Cocky embellished his own fun,
And at the rising of each dawn,
Cocky's catharsis our ears did adorn,
The parrot kept talking, none listened to he,
Cocky had such a vivid vocabulary,
All starting with " C...'s"!
We heard his morning matins, you see,
His vespers were hard to believe,
'Twas sociolinguistic acquisition, prithee,
His jaded look at society,
Swearing is cathartic, but so lazy......
A true tale of a feathered friend, somewhere in middle suburbia, in Oz.
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