#fictitious
The dance of shadows in the deep night sky,
The moonlight is like a bridge of mystery,
Suddenly, piercing the chest of silence,
A fairy, an unknown, invisible fairy tale.
Unknown light falls on her wings,
Unknown love hidden in her eyes,
She extends her hand towards me and says—
Come on, let's get lost outside the world.
We met in the invisible stream,
Breaking the shadow of the tree in the unknown light,
No one knows where we disappeared,
Only our shadow-song remained in the air
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 9:37 AM UTC
Let's look at religion
A barley arguable opinion
An iffy position to hold on a poorly written legend
Playing pretend, a doctrine based in fiction
It's a belief
It can be helpful with grief
It can offer something resembling relief
But there's no being above or beneath
It's only a story
Meant for guiding, not setting morality
A children's book with adult vocabulary
Not to be taken seriously once you've learn about the tooth fairy
This is ridiculous
This fictitious alpha and omega business
An impossible for anyone to follow syllabus
Why haven't we moved on from the preposterous?
If it helps...fine
Use it, let it consume all YOUR time
I'm tired of having to remind YOUR kind
That's YOUR truth, NOT mine
©2023
Dec 29, 2023
Dec 29, 2023 at 3:43 PM UTC
reality the fictitious
truth moment by moment
evolutionary
Jun 23, 2022
Jun 23, 2022 at 2:01 PM UTC
The Yeti refusing to leave his
Love slave alone
Went with the her to the wildflowers
As she picks the flowers.
He taps his lover on the shoulder.
And kisses her gently
She falls down
Not out of fear but because of desire was so intense.
She take ms him by his furry face
And they shyly couple and kiss.
Was it the mountain air
Or
Because her skilled lover
She was in esctasy.
She kisses the Yeti and their tounges met in an ******
And emotional dance.
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 1:23 PM UTC
This is not mine!
THIS IS NOT MINE!
THIS IS NOT MY HOME!
your diamond ***
intense compaction and heat
clear like hash gum
red as a cherry until it pops bittersweet
the end is enough
but victory feels naught
years of blood I cough
and hate is what i'm taught.
Away from sane
Pleasures of pain
Try and keep the loose locks chained
Realities plane
From what we gain
Oh life is tamed
From heart to brain
Your name is bane
Now I’m the same
These maggots of shame
Express my frame
The life of death is but a game
The fowls in your lies
They **** out my eyes
Streaking fire harmonize
Along the lines of mental suicide
now lost in higher skies
Known like when a ghost dies
Inegligible melting wax
With a sea of philosophical facts
Tearing your nails for satisfaction
incomprehensible refractions
why try to grasp such fractions
to only destroy your foundation?
like narcotics and communication
or the vane abyss of dead relaxation
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
A promise of love,
Years of compromise,
Ups and down,
Happiness and sadness,
Weakness and strength,
Happy memories, children, family...
Gifts,
Professional growth,
Then what?
When your skin, energy and body are not the same,
Someone comes along offering to provide a new start,
New start?.....the same cycle starts.
Then you realize how much you have lost.
What do we take?
Memories and the fullfillment of knowing we did the best we could.
My lesson:
Appreciate today,
Be thankful for what I have,
Love my family and look at adventures to renew within and with my partner in love,
Don't look outside....look within,
Live to the fullest and share it with your family,
Keep humble and don't do harm,
don't excuse your actions, take accountability.
Create a real world, not a fictitious one.
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC