Joyous fruits I bear in my bewilderment, for I am the Tree of Life.I am rooted so deep in mother nature that I am her, but they rather consume neighboring poison.I stand up proud and strong…no sway, no cracks, or bend.I tempt not but my knowledge is everlasting.And if they would partake the energy of…
I try, but I am misunderstoodMy intentions are always goodOutcome never plays out like it shouldI would change it if I couldUntil then, forever, misunderstood
I feel the spotlight of your gaze and the piercing sympathy that you share.In that gaze, I am consumed with the insecurity of self.The desire to be all, but the knowledge that I may not be the missing piece.Wrapped up in the comfort of your heart, I allowed self to deliver an eloquent soliloquy.The vulnerability I…
In the moonlight, strength is tucked away and granted to those who dance in it. They receive whispers of wisdom from the universe. They must comprehend the universal tongue to translate it to those who indulge in the sunlight’s simplicity. Oh, magnificent moon share your secrets! Your selfless ways replicate Christ’s consciousness, for you die…
Lackluster skies though the sun sits high.Sun rays hit my skin, but I remain unfazed.The breeze is cool, but the air is no,Humid heat, ohh so hottThe day offers nothing, but I have joy.My silver lining within graspThough the past is always lurking in the midst,But I am dealing with the presentAnd presently I am…
beautiful beginnings turn into unmutual endings…pleasureful moans replaced by soft cries…deep grins evolve into numb expression…lip locks transform into final goodbyes… we should be growing….goodbye…i think we are getting close to….goodbye….
My story can’t just be me begging someone to have faith in me. Different relations, different faces from cradle to grave this can’t be all she wrote. I am stuck in Dante’s second circle of hell, where I am only allowed so see, smell, taste, hear, and feel love but never have it. It is…
What I need a soul for if I am already dead?All this talk of heaven and I am living in hellWhat I need a soul for if I am already hereHell is nothing but a separation from my god conscienceNot living life to fullest, and letting the world systematic mold meWhy was a granted the…
