Getting caught in the middle of an extra-sensory storm, calling out to be tethered before being torn asunder from all I know and love.
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Awakening rudeness climbing inwardly, taking it’s time to grow proportionately.
liveliness sitting in the parlor of yesterday.Proclaiming the anniversary of inner yearnings left over fromprevious years, allowing no time for eager avidness norunclaimed rhetoric, instead, waiting and watching uncheckedrudeness climbing still within me.Stepping aside, letting it pass, the journey of today continuesin silent fascination, unafraid of it’s choices and certain circumstances.
Living in chains of sorrow, being poisoned by trials of life.
loneliness – unescapeable on this earth.Circling efforts of help, not being able to conquer any ofthe feelings of emptiness, covering your mind with alibi’sof dishonesty.Bringing some semblance to the brim of pioneer truths as theyfall into laps of pious people on their way to lands ofeffervescent pastimes.Not letting go of all beautiful staccato steps of…
Solidly thinking of all the thoughts that I can share through poetical music.
Enjoying every step they take on the way to heart-felt words, displaying them emotionally on paper, bringing tears and chills to interior lives as they are read aloud in places of respect and literacy.
Hands of time come about slowly, leisurely, only once.
unfolding love held closely by one another.Realizing their lives together must separate and end,pulls gently, sorrowfully, at their minds.Tears welling up inside, painfully reminding them thatone soul must pass from this life to heaven.Hurting violently within at times, not wanting to let go,not wanting to give up their lives together.Yet, knowing too, that suffering is…
Resting alongside melodies as they jump and jive around me,
of thought as it is exhibited in poetry.Alighting in every corner, formatting designs in a brain ofcomputer-like destinations.Already being focused intensely in mirrors of lively items.Forever living on the interior couches of intellect, neverminding what is going on around them.
Hiding in darkened corners of my mind, attempting to decipher codes from yesterdays’s images, blandly staring into spaces, undiscovered as yet.
Fear not standing in the way, yet, hesitantly waiting to see what will happen when they appear in full shadow, ready to blend and enter my mind with their anxiety and nightmares, fixating their stares into my soul.Taking my faith on a roller coaster ride through hell and back.
Getting caught in the middle of an extra-sensory storm, calling out to be tethered before being torn asunder from all I know and love.
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Centered deeply within my being, obliterating all noise around me, keeping my mind balanced with symmetrical music, playing violinly in tune with my writing.
Combining all injustices into one large amount to be taken away and sent charging to the stormy ocean without reprieve or regrets.
Riding around, trying to lose myself in another dimension – I fail hopelessly.
With no where as a destination and with no one to talk to, I try desperately to hold on to nothing.Reality is at every turn, trying to make me face the black emptiness surrounding me, but I refuse.I stay awake – not wanting to fall asleep – afraid I might drown in nightmares that run…
Feeling a coldness, like ice come upon me.
taking me into it’s folds of hard white crystals,causing my teeth to chatter and body to shiver.Staying here still, not wanting to go insidejust yet.Looking to see the storm building into a formidableenemy of nature and man-made ingenuity, vowing toexterminate everything in its’ way.
Speculating on the future, seeing many dreams being fulfilled, sensing their fruition as I live forward in destiny’s hold.
Frivolous thoughts are being grasped, abstracts in the atmosphere coming together and creating novel situations and circumstances.Bringing ideas and images into realms of reality where they become the inventions of tomorrow’s destinical horizons.
Ruefully awakening from reality, being slammed into other people’s petty trifles and selfishness.
Jealous people living out their lives in asinine beliefs that they are the only ones entitled to save places for their friends.Elderly people being bullied into submission by a director who’s supposed to be protecting them from this exact type of abuse the city’s trying to prevent in their homes.How much protection are they really…