Im no edge, nor edgy
But im sharp like a razor edge
And i am on the edge
With my hedge on,
Im no short-circurt surge
Might feel under siege, might seem like a purge
Wants all the courage,
Needs to discourage this purgatory merge
And a new dawn emerge
Rawbust/Robust
Like im busting rhymes
Although im no "busta with no rhymes"
Cause i burst hymes
Bursting ghost-writter bubbles,
Like the shakespeare bubble,
You can call me " ghost-writter buster"
Sanity in a sanctioned sanctuary

I have subsribed to being a scribe.
Scribble rapture with my scripture,
Scripture to free and capture.
Fertilising manure to mature,
Scribe on scriber.

It does not have to make sense,
If it arouses feelings and senses,
If you are sane about it,
Then it is sensational
It does not have to be exceptional ,
Except when it has your acceptance and appreciation.
You dont have to sense riches about it,
If it comes from the depths of your being,
And reaches the depths of another being,
Then it is wealthy.

Is it only as black as widow ?
Can it be white as snow ?
Lingering, as a question i do not know.
What i do know, there is an existance called shadow.
We can see the shadow in all senses,
Especially the sixth sense.
Does it have any significance ?
Does it have a purpose ?
Is its existance coincidence ?
Can it be exhibited as evidence ?
Is it there, even when we dont see it in sight of light ?
Does it always have to be a physical appearance ?
Can we not have mental shadows, logically lingering.
Can we not have shadows of the soul, emotionally lingering.
Physically, as natural as creation.
Consciencely, as natural as creation.
Consciously, as natural as creation.
Perhaps, reflecting the resemblance of life in other dimmentional realms in dimmentional angles.

M (me)
P (pain)

M: Pain does hurt more than some times.

P : Dont blame me, i'm here to help.

M: Help ?!

P: No pain, no gain. Remember ?!
Hey, what dont **** you, makes you stronger.

M: Do you like, aim for the '****' , then settle for hurt ?

P: Lol. Case in point. There is humour in me.
You tell , brave stories of honour, through me. Pride.
What the hell ?! Careers have been established because of me. ******-analyse that. And take a chill-pill.

M: So you take 'pride' from / at what you do to people ?

P : Wouldnt you ? If you were achieving excelllence in what you were intended for, your mission.
By the way, people stop thinking you are the center of attention, by that i mean 'universe' .

M : whats your relation, relativeness (so to speak ), to / with time ? Now that you are here and all, i figured i should use this chance.

P : Pain and time, are siblings (if i may), are colleagues, 'in business together'  (if you like).
They are both in the 'same' mission but on 'different' missions .

M : And what is that mission ?

P : You will have to figure that out by yourself.

Make it your mission, if you like.

M: What is your cause ( course) , your purpose ?

P : I am because i am

M : What does that mean ?

P : Time will tell and lead you the answer to that.

M : Why do you have to be so elaborate and delibarate ?

P : For point of 'emphasis' .

Hey, you people are stubborn.
Besides, competition with my siblings is very stiff.

M : siblings ?!

P : Yeah siblings, love, joy, happiness, peace, and all, you know. Pride.
I dont have time for them all at once.

M : Yeah ?! But you are the bully.

P : its all in the mind. Matter of perspective.
Do i not arise from your judge-mentality ? Your judgementalism towards each other.
I mean, think about it.

M : Yes. Because of your trickery so as your ' will be done' .

P : Quite the contrary. I too, arise from cause and effect. It is ( i am) done by your will.
I am just, a 'guiding reminder' for and from decisions and actions.
Let me direct your angle from another perspective ;
I leave for closure and from closure comes healing and from healing the learning continues.

M : Do not get smarty clever with me.

P : Its the ignorance thats paining, really.

M : I am willing to ignore you, any time of day.

P : Try ignoring life and see what your life will be.

Besides, i could still come at night.
M : Its because of your dark ways, you lurking in the shadows.

P : Its because of you lacking to escape your shadows.
You should lighten up.

Having certain realisations
Leading to certain visualisations
Caught inbetween
It takes patience
It takes action
I wonder
Are we all heading the same destination
Life, i imagine
Is like sailing in the ocean
Not knowing your location
But with maps and compases, are certain to persue your direction
So be certain to encounter waves, tides, sea-storms
Its all part of the mission
The lesson
Its not what its costing
Its what you gaining
Hasitation , patience
Action , timing
Logic, feeling, emotion
Listening, observing
What is this chef life serving
Sea- food or see- food
Crab in the bucket effect
How this captain sailing
Forward or roundabout
The ship does not only anchor on arrival
The sheep do not only graze on pastures
Is it about the answers or is it about the message
Hoping for safe passage
While we overload baggage
Which creates *******
Did we prepare the voyage of emergency
Precaution is one of lifes currency
For forward i see like a profecy
Greener pastures i seek
My realisations leading to certain visualisations

I may be light in weight but I carry this heavy-weight on my shoulders
It's no-one else's responsibility but my own
So I own up to it and not call it a burden
This weight is to weigh my own strength and characteristics
So I should never let it weigh me down
And even learn to let go of unnecesity
As long as I live I grow stronger
To pain I am no stranger I am just not yet it's master
Even weight-lifting does not get rid of this weight off my shoulders
So I think through this experience and realize I have wisdom to gain
And also learnt to be a good sport
As I enjoy rugby than American-football
I acknowledge the ball is in my court
And so should have the ***** to court success (triumph and victory and conquer)
They say it's not over until the fat-lady sings
I have yet seen fat-ladies crossing marathon finishing-lines
Shoulders are between the head and the chest
So it's only natural that I find myself inbetween logic and emotion
Be the strength when I have none
Have nerves-of-steel during a nervous-breakdown
They say opposites attract and still am searching for the natural opposite of gravitational-force
And try to force it to elevate me to levitation
As this weight does not give me the leisure to wait
It's better bearable when I am in motion
Maybe it would be better if I weighed like a bear
Sometimes I cannot even bare hugs with aggression of intolerance
It's a lemon-flavoured honey taste to swallow
As sometimes I wish I was free as swallows
Even caged birds sing
To sing the freedom song you need to break-out of the cage
To break-out of the cage you need the wisdom of will and strength
And so a healthy mind needs a healthy body
As this weight also weighs emotionally and mentally

When is it the right time to write?
When the timing is right ?
When the moment is ripe ?
When the mood is right?
Writting wrongs and turning wrongs to right?
Whatever about,
When you feel wronged ?
When the feelings are not placed right ?
What then? when that all is left?.
Like a heart
Like sanity
When the crowd has left?
No right-hand man
Take a wrong turn in life
Take a write turn in life
Is it wrong then to
write?
Is even, wrong or right the basis to write?
I am aware one has to learn to write to be able to write.
However,
Does one need writting basics through lessons to write right?
If there is a right way to write.
And,
Can one write to touch bases,
Right at the moment of experience?
Write about moments of experience?
Is there even the right time to write?
OR
its just a matter of having time to write,
Make the time to write.
Then,
That would mean everytime is write-on time.