Burgeoning VisionI envision the Phoenix as both rising and falling Continuously as a burning loop of life and death Ushering the start and end of all things in existence As certain as cataclysm is creation breaking illusionBurgeoning Vision
Thus, am I consumed by solace and so sired by flame The very sight and sound of which is sundry reclaimed As a celestial light ever so bright, expanding untamed From whence it blossomed my soul cannot ascertain
Such is humanity’s future and all her perils proclaimed Perhaps once unleashed, shall quench the burgeoning – Pain, and yet do I fear not the end so
To the MoonI know you speak to the moon And though I hear not your words- Filled with anguish, pain, and regret Lost amongst the starry night, I feel them. Have always felt them.To the Moon
You spoke of a dead passion, I know That once burned strong between us Laid now to rest, but not all forgotten As embers do, dying through the night Only to greet the dawn light cold as ash.
But the breath of a new day my old friend Yields more promise, those tear-strained eyes Will learn to see that the future still holds All the opportunity for you and for me.
You spoke of
Weep With MeI walk in wonder and in witness of what once was and will never be… Woe to me and woe this wasting wonderland we love to hate.Weep With Me
Where with all the wisdom and hope will I withstand thee? When a way and a why are but wishes and wilting flowers…
Weep with me at a world awry with waste and wickedness.
Weep with me as wrinkled men watch a winters wars’ descent-
I wallow in the willowing brook of the wandering waterway, Words my friend; fallen as a whisper whipped aside by the wind.
Reflections on a Morning StormGray is the sky The heavy rain pours outside The cool wetness is refreshingReflections on a Morning Storm
Yet a hard gloom is cast over me I ponder the storm this morning Where is it headed? Those dark clouds With bellies bloated Seemingly sighing A deep roaring tone Hanging in my chest like a hook Dragging my soaked spirit But I actually confess that I- I don’t truly know anymore If I shall ever follow The inert silence embodied Within all that kinetic action.
I imagine myself caught outside Soaked in the enveloping rain Would I grin at the sensa
Falling Starsas the majestic heavens throw their cosmic stars, i think of himFalling Stars
and my heart flies far. over mountains and lakes and streams, to watch him sleep in peace and dream. the heavens marked us
with a love of the years, seperated by destiny why can't he be here? if it's meant to be it will go far, but for now i'll just watch him under falling stars
As the tears keep falling..Just the thought of not being with you... The thought of not being able to hold you tight... Keeps the tears falling tonight Flowing down like rain from my heart That feels as though... it might break apart... As it deeply aches for youAs the tears keep falling..
'Cause all the miles that separate us Is killing me like a mid- October frost I long to be by your side and I can't...
As the tears keep falling... Dripping into the glassy pool at the edge of my heart Shattering the stillness... the silence within That ripples out to create... An ear- splitting sound.... One of l
The stories we live by...
Neutral
i cant figure out how people get many watchers xD
i think ur gonna like my poems
peace out
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men fear time, yet time fears the pyramids.
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A reflection is the perception of what you want to believe
- Me
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My best days
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"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."
-Albert Einstein
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A reflection is the perception of what you want to believe
- Me
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