#truehappiness
My codes transcripted possession;
Thirsting for the smell of gold,
Craving the touch of marbles.
I watched time fading like a cloud,
Together with my chance to smile,
My chance to spread a thanksgiving.
A grateful heart, richer than the mud.
A pure wisdom, in having multi-loves.
A glory in my belly, a peaceful shade.
Then I loved myself more than ever.
Contentment, prolific complacency.
Joyful streams which broke through,
And a soothing piece of love to share.
Oct 6, 2020
Oct 6, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
Falling down again
Into agony and pain
Played
Betrayed
Slain
Darkness surrounds
Enveloping, swallowing
A light shines again
A new hope, a new day
The pain heals
Reality kneels
Pre-determined,
fate resigns
I take over,
New light shines
A new day begins
Ushering in
A golden age
Peace,
Hope,
Love,
Cracks
War begins
Silently, quietly
Loudly
Screaming
Silent again.
Happy again.
Happy at last.
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 9:51 PM UTC
Love is just the start.
My heart has a fracture, but time heals all wounds;
I don’t know what comes after, but the pain shall be soothed.
No bandage can fully repair, but we find comfort in care;
Without a love to share, we suffer from the idea of despair.
Injured feelings come and go, the blood still pumps through the veins;
We have to feel the hurt to truly know what true love means.
Go in search of your King and become my Queen;
In our land of dreams, we are free, with each other to need.
Love shall cure the broken hearts;
Love will tear your heart apart, to begin again without regret.
Love will give life and meaning to your heart.
Love is just the start;
Love will breathe oxygen into your last dying breath.
The beginning of a new life, the ending of loneliness;
The start your heart craves, to once more beat inside your chest.
You are blessed by their love; it is a gift you now possess.
Love is worth all the stress,
Because with love you are able to find true happiness.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 3:45 PM UTC
It'll come around again soon, a harkening back to things like the moon.
Feelings in our core, a primal state, like we were before.
Not cave(wo)men or primitive society full of biblical piety,
but an advanced race with a separation between face time and a real face.
We will remember who we are. We want grass on our bare feet instead of a gas pedal in a car.
We won't waste touch on things lesser than a person we love who loves us just as much
Sounds of drums and harmonious hums will fill our ears and our eyes will cry tears to water flowers that have smells that sink to the wells of our humanity.
We will be free, from ourselves to enjoy, ourselves.
Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
It is so good to see you laugh.
So good to see you put yourself first,
and for neither one of us to finish last.
Dear beautiful child of God,
I think you're going to be amazed.
When you see the old, broken pieces
so quickly faded and washed away.
When you get to see a Godly creation,
newly formed and imperfectly made.
A creation of yourself that is so perfect,
because you gave yourself away.
Dear beautiful you,
I hope you're forgetting about the past.
About what once was, so something better
might come to pass.
Dear you,
it is so good to see you smile.
Even if it is an
awkward, stolen glance
and only lasts this little
short while.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:36 AM UTC