"astry" poems
Magnetism:
It is in the compass you hold
A pointed needle pointing to the direction your heart seek
Whether it is to the North, East, West or to the South part of the world
It will help you find your desired destination
when the Sun refuses to shine under the grayest sky
when the clouds hid the North star tonight
when you lost your way, scared in the midst of the forest
or when you gone astry floating in the Caribbean sea
Somehow with this simple mechanism
guides you to the place you belong, somewhere you'll call your home.
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 6:37 PM UTC
"Who hindered you from speaking truth?"
Bliss is the name praised in ignorance
Preached from the mouth of your haughty priests, at the altar of pride.
Birthed into unknown familiarity, grasping its customs of indulgence ever since.
Shameful hearts hold their heads high, the law is to never hide.
Oh, golly. Deceitful joy all around!
Yes! We sing and dance to the melody of the harlot's harp
Oh, tis beautiful! tis merry! Truly a place to be
With ardor, even the noble are welcomed, loved
They hear yet not understand, see yet perceive not
Aha! tis the jolly of folly.
Unclean, the night is young.
Astry, lukewarm affection.
Lips of dispute
Entities of doom
Spirits of denial
"Give strong drink to him who is perishing,
And wine to him who are bitter of heart,
Let him drink and forget his poverty,
And remember his misery no more"
~Will~
Jul 8, 2021
Jul 8, 2021 at 5:32 AM UTC