some dreams are too big for your own good but what good is it to lessen the mood? if I told you i’d have to kill you… haha just playing time will do that for you
Category: Creative Writing
Today Is The Anniversary Of Forever
You know this day will never come again Much like this thought will dissipate into endless stems What you create is eternal, though it gets scattered in the wind We know posterity dominates and we’re The branch of its kin
Do You Still Remain Complete?
Once something’s broke It’s never the same Historic memories Of what once was in frame We get attached to the name The feeling it provokes And the comfort that it made Though if you never lost it You would have never thought this Thus experience is more like a life card The hand that’s dealt…
Deep Water Witches Diary
Creation’s Misfits Top a Rebel wish list To edge a lucid soul cliff To blanket a Water Witch shift While a seance gift-ness Marks cross souled kinship All relations lifted Mending Spirit’s love-kiss An autopilot realm switch Uniting ties of formless The message clear We hatch bliss Communion whole We hone this
Sanity Wars
The story that I can’t explain… the pending pages that lay awake… …………………………………………….. ………………………………………………. ……………………………………………….. ……..waiting…..on…..these…..lines……..
You’re Bright As Noonday
when did I become my own best friend? she is funny, pretty and deep… someone who I’d always longed to meet her talent and love for life reigns supreme I run the risk of arrogance, by stating how much I’m friends with this {{ if I was talking about you, I’d come across humble, huh?…
Swollen Facts
. I’m not shocked by nothing anymore . At all you see . What is real to me is universal grime . I’m doing just fine . It’s hit my kind with ghosts of time . Ghosts getting time . I’m not surprised by ghostly eyes .
Rebel, We Need Your Rehab
As I walk the road humbly with extent I cinch the cause of a rebel wish list I sense a breed of new-born killers Off grid winners That accompany the wasteland aftermath to alarm the few worth expenditure This rebel sect now renders A whitewash breed to remember Entailing surrender No way out except the…
Fanatic & Free
No one digs me for my creativity People deny, replace, alter its credibility Question my ability, cast blame and unstability Reality is my fantasy, as I’m fantastic and free Limits, rules, restrictions, need not apply to me
Your Song Can Be Revealed To You
Love what you want and find your music, Life lend to your force ~ When I go on the lullaby, when I go to sing ~ I sing to the tree, I sing to the tune ~ Give what you can and the Earth’s succession is yours ~
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