Omens of what will one day be expressed in poetical forms for eternity.
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Hiding deep inside, so far in it’s hard to decipher who you are.
Trying so hard to be strong and deny your feelings of anger and guilt, you just drift through life not really belonging to it.Balancing yourself in two parts can be dangerous to your mental being,it’s like walking a tightrope with no net.Climb on down the ladder, don’t be scared – so what if it’s in…
Reading people as I sit and watch all that goes on, describing feelings and attitudes as they appear in my mind.
Poetry calls everything briefly into itself, falling in line with what I write.Tears and sorrow inevitably come from between each line without being realized until they cascade down waterfalls of truth and honesty in life’s environment.Made beautiful by meanings set in frames of poetical music and art.
Silencing habits from within as I travel down streets of routine.
So happy to penetrate the english language with innate intelligence and joy at it’s presence within.Never lacking in words to express what goes on in the reality of my mind and soul.
Edging people onto boards where I may study their expressions and
Carefully sketching them onto picturesque screens of enthrallingconsciousness.Believing in findings through watching, I locate and listen foremotions as they are telepathically sent to my mind without anyeffort
Reaching beyond mortal life, holding precious memories within, shining brightly, showing the way through imagination on the way to momentary thoughts.
Placing definitions in sentences, telling stories of spectacular vision, succeeding at bringing smiles to worn, wrinkled faces, in times of displacement.