Posts Tagged ‘ dream ’

A monsters ransom

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-iT
Doesn’t care,
iT
Wants
To Be lost
In iT self…

-with all iTs distractions
Peripheral visions
Collideoscope
The heart felt….

+ diluting
All that’s around
iT
Can’t comprehend
The ágape…

+ so iT
Crashes
Head on
In hopes
iT’s purpose
Properly translates…

– push
stampedes
To shove,
When the blind
Brush along the walls.

-Occasionally
Bursting off the ceiling
When
There’s nothing left
to stand on…

+Offense
Shouldn’t be taken,
For that in which
You know not
There of.

+sadness
The constant passenger,
iT
Continues to love…

5 o’clock cacti

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The desert
Is dry,
My thirst
Unsatisfied,
May the dew
From the thighs,
Of the motherland
Amplify.

When my lips
Reach to sip
& my tongue
Is fortified,

I cannot stop
Until nature cums
And our beings
Emulsify.

To the just Lord
She crys,
With
Sweet agony
In her eyes,

My mouth
I open wide,
To reclaim
What is rightfully
My prize.

Our hands
Clasped
&
Unified,

We give
Praise
Towards
The sky,

Once her
Convulsions
Turn
Petrified,

And I listen
To her bosoms
Beat
A Morris code
Lullaby,

My heart
Is
now on
High,

So this old soul
No longer needs to be
Spry,

For the flesh
Has had iT’s fill
And I now
Am ready to die….

Her, quiet distance

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I’m soul curious,
As to
What’s go’in on
Up there?

I can only imagine
The view.

I climb
And I climb,

But the clouds
I wish to lay on,
Shift deeper
Into the queue.

I’ve figured out
A couple patterns,

But regardless
What’s down
In the valley,
Is all controlled
By you.

You may be swayed
Wherever the roads
Are paved,
But you follow
What you find as true.

My only worry is,
It takes a while
To walk those steps,

I’d hate to see
Where your mind
wanders,
If your heart
Is askew.

In the land
Of black & white,

The emphasis
Of the sigh

Is but a
Pantomime,

(Further more)

The warmest color
is blue.

I see More than a Twinkle

Fairy tales

nightmares,

all that she wants

its right there,

in her dreams

up in the air,

all she can do

is just stare,

wonder

unaware,

her energy

that slight scare,

that down here

is not up there,

figuring that in due time

it will all fare well,

but until then

farewell,

right now is far to far

& there’s contemplation on withering away or dare to care…

it takes much to look up

knowing that, I’m stuck down here,

that twinkling from my obstacles & moon light

provides just, enough glare,

that shines on my bruises

& strengths that most often tear,

oh how just a kiss

will cure the heaviest of moments I don’t want to share

In Your Dreams

Think things…

Believe them…

who can take it away?

when your playing pretend…

Doll,

I am

a mad man…

I just need

a little push

to get me off the deep end…

This is where

I can be my silliest,

but it has to be

in secret..

Not everyone

is privileged

to see

iT…

My feet in concrete

and I’m

sinkin’…

Saying things

in calculated contrary

to how you may be thinkin’…

so please,

push me away

!I NEED IT!

Building

when given instructions

it isn’t wise not to skip steps,

sure A to C is quicker

but B might have provided some much-needed strength,

I got my  clean cut and shave

but I’m still not the social butterfly that God had originally made,

still annoyed by those around me

seeing nothing special in what they do or have to say,

I’m not the type to be full of my self

but then again that’s what they all say,

I think things then believe it

word

sound

power

from the imagination of my brain,

so disillusioned by my views and beliefs

I feel clinically insane,

I’m out of breath from my huff an puff

maybe I need a different trade?

which is why I don’t want to say anything at all

since lately I havent had anything nice to say,

one commented that I’m not a talker

that’s incorrect it depends on the conversation and what/where it paves way,

I wont pursue if im not interested

and not building upon my advances is as good as saying “F-U, your too late”,

I don’t like being ignored denied

and asked again what I couldn’t make any more plain,

I stand still in angst even though

I want to yell from hiding such pain,

but I don’t want to attract the attention

of others that don’t feel the same way,

so I continue on

silent waiting patiently to break away,

slowly building a catalogue

so I can bid my 9 to 5 a good day

The Right Now

the right here

and right now

are blinded by

the over there

with high lifted eyebrows

of things so far away

materialistic hopes

wont seem to pipe down

where dreams

are never polluted

by thoughts of hard work

and know-how

im part of this

generation

of gimme gimme

and right now

emotions rollings

around more than

rollercoasters

and the nasdaq dow

it’s a bitter-sweet thing

this

by the sweat of own your brow

I was raised

to be a man

not a  pussy that goes meow

where you get down

and dirty

no faking or faux chow

I can be as lazy

as they come

im not holier than thou

but ive learned

i can only reap what I sow

and there’s no time like the right now