"enlivenment" poems
Only time you're hot is when you hold secret every summertime
Actually cold to take you back to your enlivenment memories like every year claiming time of your life's work to every one of your peers of fans reading with wonder minds;
Like the cold body idle like your enlivenment to poetry is really anything alike to every winter;
Hot in comparison to cold of both deception instead to steal women is your life's work to wonder of mines who've become a winner.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 3:07 PM UTC
down by the river, we see through the shore,
and bear witness as human proclivities roar.
Diving into the water, we hold its wet hand
for the rivers enlivenment, so few understand:
so down by the river, we will lay in its bed
while lullabies sung by the lapping waves tread;
as the river explains, in liquid morals unsaid-
its teachings, in riptides ,flowing into our head.
as the sun on the water, scintillating, does glow
it calls to us now as we're destined,
we go.
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 4:02 PM UTC
I ‘ll have you all ******* with me like it’s stealth independence identity at every “Game Time”;
you’ll never know but feel the geniousity of sexuality plot to what comes before i ever Gain Why;
I’ll have you all thinking you’re enlivenment existence of what comes in “double” to all of “Great Minds”;
Know your foe or does one have to know both sides may come in two extensions or have already as “gain of big sides”;
I’ll have all my competition know learnt as manifest Id of every nirvana gained in slave rhymes:
of everything I’ve owned and show as proof to every extension of worth to every mistaken “Gang Sign”
rather than even the subconscious of belief of every duplicative extension reality at proof of self seen as if I that even enlivenment owned even the daytime;
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC
Fake pain because you’d leave to never forgive if it was actually death in pain
You’d leave me because overcoming youth would be Yet in vain
Suicide overtake pain isn’t real either because after overcoming my feat, you’d come to realize in years that have passed that you’d leave in sorrow because I’d take these risks for death in enlivenment,
Yet of the existence even envisionments come to dream of a life not owned.
We are but every year of every moment of envisioned existences becomes a life not shown.
Help Me…
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 12:44 PM UTC