Climbing high into mountainous realms,
living dreams no one else has.
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Empty banquets, unfulfilled,
can’t afford it’s high-priced food.Living alone, on streets of Phoenix,finding change on the ground once ina while.Empty stomachs, minds full of thought,none of it for prospering fate – justempty-headed ideas going nowhere, forthere is no money to change outcomesof daily life.
Silence throughout the night, joyous laughter from the heavens, ringing, pealing away sadness and frustration.
Shadows following moonlight, wanting a part in festivities brought about by night.Woodenly jumping on frail legs of thought, lacily decorated for the soul, enraptured by solace found deeply inside, existing there from the beginning of time.
Listening to inner turmoil catching
Burning away anger and strife,becoming calmer by the minute.Offering highlights of future joy toencase life in it’s grasp.
Staring into starlit skies, wondering if I’ll ever be able to travel to their spaces.
Speculation abounds as I think of many ideas to get around stanzas of musical interludes.Formulas fit around rhythm as I continue to flow onward, taking thoughts on journeys throughout outer spaces, set in philanthropic mind-sets for an eternity.
Tinsel being blown around by breezes,
Tallying amounts of many hours,sitting, listening to singers of karaoke.Never having a moment of silence, becausethere is only music being played and sungfor one another’s enjoyment.On evenings of relaxation set in motionsof rhythm’s existence.
Going nowhere. Feeling empty.
Nothing at all within.Wanting everything – receiving nothing,it’s all a blank page as the day progresses.No one has a pen.There is no paper.And yet, stories roll out anew with thoughtslying around inside.