"percieving" poems
What is the meaning of existence?
existing only by another's assistance
assisting you to go the distance
distancing you from life's persistence
what is the meaning of creation?
creating a life long vacation
vacationing in the land of starvation
starving to let go of temptation
what is the meaning of conception?
conceiving our own deception
deceptive practice of perception
percieving the meaning of our inception
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 8:50 AM UTC
I hear one note
I close my eyes
I hear one beat
I start to smile
I'm not just hearing
I'm also listening
How could such fimiliar words
have such different meanings
I might be percieving the sound
but I am also giving one's attention
Not only the sense of hearing
but the sense of feeling
it hits my core
chills from all of my toes
to the tip of my nose
to the back of my neck
from a shoulder to another
I let out a sound
Just to realize its over
now I feel nothing
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC
Blue cerulean sky
Stretches Deep into horizon
Souls wonder, in light
The one appearing alone,
beside them?
Lo, trenches washed on trees high
Is it a spirit, heart of complete refinement?
He says life! these lucid drops fall from thine eye
Lo, the sunrise speaks to enlighten
Yet they watch him vanish, again, their hearts percieving nature's sighs
Once more to the sun, they hearken
where are the cerulean skies?
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 4:04 PM UTC
It feels like thousands of needles are stabbing my body,
my soul my heart
when I think of
you and I
always being apart.
I miss you sister,
like I don't want to believe,
can't even come close to
percieving any reason
for you leaving.
How can this ever build me -
whenever it's done
breaking me down?
Flower petals scattered on the ground.
Your essence of effortless
pure beauty astounds.
The most Divine woman around.
Why !
Sister, will this catapult me
into action?
÷.÷
I bust windows
and run in through the flames,
as I endlessly scream out your name,
at the top of my cracked voice, swallowed by the chaotic noise
of
Our house -
on fire ,
the whole world
on fire,
burning,
and crumbling
splintering,
The pain numbing.
inconceivable destruction,
a vortex of melting wind,
& to what end?
What could stand after this storm,
for those who survive,
what all heroic wonders
will your memory inspire?
÷°÷
. My Aquarian angel,
if you believed
this is what it would take
to bring in the new age.
I know you would do it.
And you would Without any fear.
(Oh my darling!)
If only
I could
have met you on that pier,
if only
I could
have helped you
see crystal clear.
You are so perfect ,
you are so needed- HERE! !
angel,
every drop of advice
you ever gave me,
I promise to heed it.
How can i do this mission without you ?
how can anything be put right
when it has gone so incredibly, irreversibly wrong?
I'll miss you're voice in every song
I ever sing,
every Melody I ever bring
will be for you.
I pray to God you hear it too. .
. .
Every time, Magic Maya, this one's for you, every time.
Every single time.
I'll always miss you, please come through , I'll see you on the other side, Goddess Divine.
Hayleo Liz
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 5:51 PM UTC
collecting on bets against our protection
protecting the rest from upsetting suggestions
suggesting our debt is a festering infection
infecting the best at dissecting rejection
rejecting the test of netting detection
detecting a mess of regulated perception
percieving the threat as a broken reflection
reflecting begets the final expression
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
So much time and paper wasted
with tragic words of dark nights alone and hopeless
Perhaps because I thought that truth lied in despair
but in every dark place there is a pin hole in the wall
that shows the other side
In Endless summers
where I could live in between each day
with nothing existing
while adults that have been sundered down by the world sleep
as I was living more than they could ever imagine
Swimming in the my own perception,
and my own sweet and sour smell
I mean, I don’t need to shower anyways
I don’t plan on seeing any one, luckily(probably for them)
When am with my brothers
and curse every hollow persona
curse every hollow way
and if i’m lucky
I can see a liberation from maturity
for we are all children bound by our future selves
trying to be, something
not trying to be, Happy
And all I have to say to that is **** IT
Break every self percieving mirror
that keeps us looking at our own actions and question if we are doing the right thing?
Walk through a forest in winter,
to find adventure and love
**** at in elementary school yard
Because we couldn’t care less about what the girls say
And **** like the god ****** dog we all are
because there isn’t much joy in anything else.
For this is the only way you can escape
the adult that holds us down
and chokes the life out of us
and eventually makes us worn
and broken
and lost..
falling asleep at 8:30pm,
as 17 year old children are waking up to have fun again.
Aug 11, 2012
Aug 11, 2012 at 3:25 AM UTC
When q tips become filters and theres a rose colored hue
adrift and sublime in the night. After the gold rush
Lingers a glow that will soon flush
And the binding is strong with its touch
We try to hold on hold on hold on before it goes away, again
Roaming thoughts alongside the roaming American miles
To be paradoxically so ******* lost and found
My pulse likes to elaborate on each moment passing through a gate
And all we will ever have is now
But its on a delay now i don't know if what exactly im seeing
Its all in the past im percieving
But if i close my eyes i can hear a reprise and i just laugh at it all unfolding
Infinite jest haunts the shadows evermore...
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 11:20 PM UTC
Knowledge is mans neurosis to cover the pain of existence.
All knowledge is false because all pain is interpreted by the mind,
which is made of nothing.
Human beings as conductors of consciousness, interprete pain only as a mechanism to evolve toward a more idealic state.
We do not need God for that which we have, but for that which we lack
So God is That toward which we seek to Evolve.
Therefor God lives in us as our future selves. (In regard to quantum evolution)
Relinquishing resistence (inner) is conducive to the Highest Self or
Jesus the Christ
Yet do we understand Time.
Men percieving with keyhole eyes
remember Love sees not with the eyes but with the Mind
Free your jailed Mind
Hallelujah
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
what an optical illusion, the human soul
percieving emotions and situations
like a retina- but why is it different for each?
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 9:43 AM UTC
Behind all closed doors,
there are some open spaces,
Behind all Happy souls,
There are some sad faces.
Behind all eyes,
Is a story, it visually narrates.
Behind all worries and strifes,
There's a wierd, soothing solace.
Behind silence,
There's always a loud voice, that whispers, percieves and waits.
Behind all Smiles,
Is a mysterious story, with words at stake.
Behind all lies,
There's truth, that knows no haste
Behind this rapid,
lively, yet lifeless life,
There still a life, that knows patience viz never a waste!
Behind us beings,
There's a something,
There's an energy,
An eternal someone,
Watching, gazing, beholding,
At what it has made,
And still makes,
Knowing, hoping, percieving
That it will once realise
Life's always about good choices,
Good efforts, Good companions, Good thoughts and great tastes!
Behind us masked people,
There's a Godly sage.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 1:06 AM UTC
Being Inside
Sick Being Inside
Sick Being Inside
Sick Being Inside
Ever Present Frustration That Needs Release
This Sick Being Needs Surgery
This Sickness Wont Cease
TO Conform TO THE Sicknesss
A Quick FIX A Sham
This Shambles IT Reddens Blood Drenched IN Hand
THE Will TO Change
THE Means Indeed I Need
IN-Action
MY Action
THE Means I Need
Indeed
IN-Action
MY Action
THE Means I Need
Indeed
Indeed!
Indeed!
Indeed!
Flood Blood Drenched Sickness
Flood Blood Drenched Sickness
I AM THE Slaughter
Each Sickening Wave
I AM THE Slaughterer
This Sickness I Crave
I AM THE Slaughter
I AM THE Slaughter
(This Sick Whore'S Bleeding
This Sick Mans Seeding)
I AM THE Slaughter
I AM THE Slaughter
****** Bone Explosion
Concussed Senses
Amiss Torn
Soul IN Blood Bowl Bathing
Charred Garred
Skull Fracture
Mince Meat
Churn Action
HOT Sickness
Nostrils Burning
Skys ON Fire
Eyes Black
Terror Gnarled
Horror Inside
END This Divide
Drop IT
Drop THE Blade
That'S Your Sickness Your Percieving
Apr 24, 2021
Apr 24, 2021 at 11:38 PM UTC
sun shines brightly,
leaves are dancing simultaneously
wind is blowing softly,
while drizzles are falling partly
everything's stately,
but all I see is my one and only
you're the epitome of an apple
that is shining, splendid on a table
a lot of alluring things behind
but you're stunning along the aisle
my eyes are only focusing on you
percieving how gorgeous you are
and now as you reach the altar,
I can't help but to pule
I'm glad to see you smile
standing next to his arm
I'm now letting you go
--please be happy with the man
you're holding right now
Sep 21, 2019
Sep 21, 2019 at 11:23 PM UTC