"unbonded" poems
*Different breeds of the same very greed
Variant creeds many of the desire same
Different loves, heart the same so very lame,
Thoughts many from a brain conditioned.
It isn't me...Am I what when that YOU divine
Teases,taunts,cajoles me and short circuits
This circle vicious, cycle of lives and thoughts?
Then verily am I a soul unbonded and Free,
Living constant with possibilities all unbound.*
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 5:04 PM UTC
Used to be lilies in your eyes
Now they ring a bell of hate
I remember calling you dearly but still you perpetrate..
Love is a cloak and dagger type of thing..
Apparently..
The cloak will smell of roses..
And not of casualties..
The knife is sharp..
Sharp as it can be
Accessing the places those unbonded couldn't see..
Taking from the tree without intentions to eat..
Draining me of love
so love i can't repeat..
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC