Strumming memories set in visions of the past, feelings settling upon me in silent whispers.

rims of shattered vases, tipping over, flowing out uponbrick layered ideas.Foundations toppling, for storms have upended their sharein a quantum suspension, inner qualities transpiring, in-tentions piling themselves stories high.Inventing preliminary styles of insensitivity, compilingevery facet and burying it finally beneath earth’s center.Likelihood of ever opening up, cannot be fathomed, becauseone-way doors have been closed for…

and expression.Quietly stepping in time with unequaled precision,finding truths bound in ribbons, awaiting returns ofmeaning.

leaping through rhythms, adjoining beatsto my soul.Calculating moments on musical scales,relating all of life to reading musicalscores, translating all of it to poetryin writing.

Entering tunnels of my mind, excavating only partial sections where I cannot be hurt.Socially abandoning every corner of life without causing any alarm.Founding particles atomically shooting through the beautiful night.

of nothingness before going to heaven.Accepting anything death wants to throwat me for only I can adjust and realignmyself to whatever it is.Being whole and listening to innerworkings of my soul.Capturing all of my essence in a mindof absolute talent and sharing it withthe world when I am done.

Amazing feats of memory, taking me on roller coaster rides through yesterday and all it’s trials, suffering and happiness.Serving me in depths of lifelong endeavors through poetical musings, carrying me forward into a future destiny of my own creation.Playing on ivories of everlasting moments, taking liberties with each profound moment that I exist.Holding carefully onto…