"pasr" poems
Getting rid of my infectious thoughts that are spreading in my direction.
Looking in the mirror that shows my reflection is what Im gonna do.
Im gonna live in my sleep where I know I am safe and i will lock away my dreams and secrets in safe with a combination so no thief can take them.
My dreams will no longer be dryed up and I will search for a meaning, my meaning.
Life will no longer be death but death will be life.
I will have no more thoughts of my life before and I will shun thoughts of my sins.
My insecurities and imperfections that hold me back will not anymore, they will not keep me strapped or trapped as I sit and crack.
No more being stuck in this web if love that has led and kept me in one place to long.
I am escaping from this prison I am in and never knowing how I got here I will never know.
I am asking for inception, a seed to be planted in to help me fight the demons of my pasr and validate this life I live today.
Im gonna jump out my window beacause the front door is locked with out a key and there I will establish me.
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 7:19 AM UTC
In the begining...
It was not a void...miracles were happening in a
Time before Time.
Time pasr...Time present...Time future...
The earth may be shifting; she shifted before...
We make it happen when we open the door:
eternal Time.
All matter contains life. Talk to the stone.
When we accept this truth we are never alone.
The Law states: We cannot go backward--
forward we must go.
There is no death only change of form. Now, do you know?
We are in the song which is yet to be sung.
Forever and always, we will never be done.
Not this Time!
Jun 20, 2010
Jun 20, 2010 at 12:54 PM UTC