make them coincide with what they’re really saying.
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Walls closing me in, keeping me safely hidden from view.
deep in contemplation, staying far from everyone.Writing to show others how their behaviors, attitudes, abuse,cruelty can affect another human being without them even knowing.There’s no one on earth I talk to about the hurt, abuse, crueltyI’ve had to endure from someone I thought was a friend.A poetical journey is laid open before everyone in poetry,…
Jumping and cavorting up and down ivories of my mind,
Living on edges of melody’s rhythms, I voluntarilybounce down pathways towards perfect harmonies.Saturating intellect with classical music, I striveto poetically capture every tone of each note toplace it in compositions of everlasting beauty.Tossing on waves thrown from ocean’s depths, freelyletting go and thriving on edges of past shores,ducking into never-ending places left beyond.
Listening, hiding in a corner of my mind,
wisdom’s back door as I write of life andgive it up for all time.
Riding down the mountains in a tour bus, on our way home,
to drive real slow behind it.Going through mountains, rising high into the atmosphereon either side of us.I sense their closeness and stop writing for a moment.Feeling the mountains holding me closely, hugging me inmy mind.An awesome feeling of being loved and respected by mothernature herself.
Beads of light reflected in every note as it is sung in a tight-knit song of mourning.
Innately hiding beneath a talent filled with an intense desire to be adherent to rhythm’s codes.Sending echoes of enlightenment into the universe, billowing like cumulus clouds, running across skies of tomorrow’s future where they are settled in a destiny belonging to fate.
Darkening dawn abiding within, not seeking the light of another morning.
comes close – everyone is retired.Feeling loneliness with the intensity of a hot fire, moments are lostas they burn on a funeral pyre.Life has no meaning while we are living it.Emptiness fills us with heartfelt desire and no one has a reason forbuilding upon it, a memorial of repose.If life had a meaning, it would…