Featured Poem:
Dawn
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Featured Poem:
Dawn
When I was born I know that I caused glitches in the matrix born in sin and I could taste it but I fought and wouldn’t waste this life the Aether, that makes your soul know to glow, grow and flow in the Light directions, search for mind perfection, (something) like inception, surf the right projection make divine Connections life selections disentangled cast some bright reflections…
I’ll start a poem with words that hold a burning aversion
The Words or the poet the question I suppose is which came first and
Ask yourself…. not which answers you are seeking
But rather, my sister my brother which questions you are being
Like is my Father’s blood, inheritance, debt, a curse or a blessing
I am a Hybrid of hell but of course the heavens pre-vail
Diabolical as every devil in your details, every demon in your purse, the urge of man to derail
And vice versa conversations had with females like Adam had with God long before he fell
When snakes used to be fly before Eve’s betrayal the first the time the sky cried began to bleed conceived Kael
I’m falling to pieces, calling your secrets out one at a time
Like Lazarus leaping from the darkest and deepest recesses of the dark in your heart and mine when I dive through the depth of the mind no pretext only to emerge from the sea blessed holding up seas crest element of the feminine divine in my thoughts eminent in my heart and my mind, half the time, but never in my hands as I watch you turn to sand I said goodbye…but why?
And she was like: *Divine me a new melody we can both learn to move to
When things don’t shine and shimmer or sparkle just like we’re used to
Losing …winning, whining loving living it is all the same
She speaks to people through love poetry, prose God and album names
Not to confuse you, it’s how she communicates she’s not insane
(Not to accuse you) I will excuse you for losing heart again
Judgmental, you’re losing the plot and mentally losing faith
Brainwaves hold the keys to the way to make a relationship stay, the same
Or change Instead of straying from the course of course I speak too much, i teach too much, and reach too far, she speaks we kiss it’s a trap we’re stuck for days I oscillate and pendulate like fly paper we’re stuck for days
I touched today with her tastebuds, what a fucking awesome way to wake up and breathe the air with her great lungs prefecture beauty no make-up… Google search is there hope for the end, lost connection download didn’t end, trapped inside her emotion again, because her wounds opened again now we broke up again, tonguetied on a tightrope now my tightrope became tightrope around my throat and I know this is going to lead us to back to where we came from…but not to the way it used to be…
What’s the progress report, there’s venom in our rapport
Remembering hours she poured into the fountain but who’s counting
Shut up it’s pure she said with the flawlessness that lured Adam
She said it was just okay but there’s greatness in Lucifer’s planning
Now the enemy approaches, hidden dagger in the shadow of her heart/ is probably the locus of her hope and as the artful dagger darts it’s
A crying shame she’s Hoping causing pain will cure her pain it’s so inane
How much of her will stay the same, how much of her remainS unbroken
Hope you’re staying focused but I’m talking shit, I know this
Her teeth are daggers at my throat I know but hardly noticed
Coz I’m not even focused… when I’m far I’m at the closest spot to you
I ask my head that’s not the truth
I’m furthest when I’m not with you I wanna walk with God with you
I wanna walk in a Godly truth
This poem lacks a certain answer,
“Tear down these walls for me. Stop me from going under”
I hear your heart ache, i hear your each and every beat // As your heart breaks… I recognize my feet in every piece, my efforts are feats and soul release, break, fast, bones, skull, glows, face reflected and yours too those pieces are now little more than platitude, dust, grounds, allowed, bitter salt, seeps in like light through the blinds, but, life is a grind and as I cut my fingers searching for you and me I finally see that this ain’t quite as sweet as we initially made it out to be, this ain’t our movie this isn’t sugar glass, my fingers slashed on fragments of love and a childish hope that has become, the fragments of God
At 6 minutes past 2 he was born not crying but blue
The biggest parts of his body where his head and his fists and you
Know the story is mine and you know that glory is defined by the Maker
And so am I don’t tamper… semper fidelis
The darkness has been sanitized the Light has cured the cancer
The stag, the Wolf the arrow flies the poem and the answer
What’s the question you are being bide your time to see the master
Chop wood, carry water, keep calm and feel the aster
Pasta
Bad idea for first dates, the first taste and first base the first days of hell fire
And I fall require aid, need this bomb rewired A, B the race is long but supposedly it’s with Self
FELT, stealth approaches, don’t forfeit the game, Dishonor your family, hopeless again don’t forsake or forget your name
Remembering always that the sky is not the limit and neither is outer space
Your limit is inner space and you are God within that place
When I was born I know that I caused glitches in the matrix born in sin and I could taste it but I fought and wouldn’t waste this life the Aether, that makes your soul know to glow, grow and flow in the Light directions, search for mind perfection, (something) like inception, surf the right projection make divine Connections life selections disentangled cast some bright reflections…
I’ll start a poem with words that hold a burning aversion
The Words or the poet the question I suppose is which came first and
Ask yourself…. not which answers you are seeking
But rather, my sister my brother which questions you are being
Like is my Father’s blood, inheritance, debt, a curse or a blessing
I am a Hybrid of hell but of course the heavens pre-vail
Diabolical as every devil in your details, every demon in your purse, the urge of man to derail
And vice versa conversations had with females like Adam had with God long before he fell
When snakes used to be fly before Eve’s betrayal the first the time the sky cried began to bleed conceived Kael
I’m falling to pieces, calling your secrets out one at a time
Like Lazarus leaping from the darkest and deepest recesses of the dark in your heart and mine when I dive through the depth of the mind no pretext only to emerge from the sea blessed holding up seas crest element of the feminine divine in my thoughts eminent in my heart and my mind, half the time, but never in my hands as I watch you turn to sand I said goodbye…but why?
And she was like: *Divine me a new melody we can both learn to move to
When things don’t shine and shimmer or sparkle just like we’re used to
Losing …winning, whining loving living it is all the same
She speaks to people through love poetry, prose God and album names
Not to confuse you, it’s how she communicates she’s not insane
(Not to accuse you) I will excuse you for losing heart again
Judgmental, you’re losing the plot and mentally losing faith
Brainwaves hold the keys to the way to make a relationship stay, the same
Or change Instead of straying from the course of course I speak too much, i teach too much, and reach too far, she speaks we kiss it’s a trap we’re stuck for days I oscillate and pendulate like fly paper we’re stuck for days
I touched today with her tastebuds, what a fucking awesome way to wake up and breathe the air with her great lungs prefecture beauty no make-up… Google search is there hope for the end, lost connection download didn’t end, trapped inside her emotion again, because her wounds opened again now we broke up again, tonguetied on a tightrope now my tightrope became tightrope around my throat and I know this is going to lead us to back to where we came from…but not to the way it used to be…
What’s the progress report, there’s venom in our rapport
Remembering hours she poured into the fountain but who’s counting
Shut up it’s pure she said with the flawlessness that lured Adam
She said it was just okay but there’s greatness in Lucifer’s planning
Now the enemy approaches, hidden dagger in the shadow of her heart/ is probably the locus of her hope and as the artful dagger darts it’s
A crying shame she’s Hoping causing pain will cure her pain it’s so inane
How much of her will stay the same, how much of her remainS unbroken
Hope you’re staying focused but I’m talking shit, I know this
Her teeth are daggers at my throat I know but hardly noticed
Coz I’m not even focused… when I’m far I’m at the closest spot to you
I ask my head that’s not the truth
I’m furthest when I’m not with you I wanna walk with God with you
I wanna walk in a Godly truth
This poem lacks a certain answer,
“Tear down these walls for me. Stop me from going under”
I hear your heart ache, i hear your each and every beat // As your heart breaks… I recognize my feet in every piece, my efforts are feats and soul release, break, fast, bones, skull, glows, face reflected and yours too those pieces are now little more than platitude, dust, grounds, allowed, bitter salt, seeps in like light through the blinds, but, life is a grind and as I cut my fingers searching for you and me I finally see that this ain’t quite as sweet as we initially made it out to be, this ain’t our movie this isn’t sugar glass, my fingers slashed on fragments of love and a childish hope that has become, the fragments of God
At 6 minutes past 2 he was born not crying but blue
The biggest parts of his body where his head and his fists and you
Know the story is mine and you know that glory is defined by the Maker
And so am I don’t tamper… semper fidelis
The darkness has been sanitized the Light has cured the cancer
The stag, the Wolf the arrow flies the poem and the answer
What’s the question you are being bide your time to see the master
Chop wood, carry water, keep calm and feel the aster
Pasta
Bad idea for first dates, the first taste and first base the first days of hell fire
And I fall require aid, need this bomb rewired A, B the race is long but supposedly it’s with Self
FELT, stealth approaches, don’t forfeit the game, Dishonor your family, hopeless again don’t forsake or forget your name
Remembering always that the sky is not the limit and neither is outer space
Your limit is inner space and you are God within that place
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