Strike cordially I’m an empath of sound I rejuvenated to strike the Master Art I’m a matriarch of sound
Tag: Creative Writing
Nature’s Framework
My innerwork content All the Bliss of what scars us remains Lose myself in the service of soul Lost it may, my limit is blown Along with my mind What inspired this line Was a manifold chime Resulting in rhyme
The Canvas Of A Spoken Warrior
If I could paint you a picture then put it into words That would give the emote the justice it deserves Here I will serve high beams and fishnet dreams For lavish openings to incarnate wings Through these words that comprise An unburdened eye to realize That the paint of Life within lies
Please Free Out The Damp Closet As I Want Madness
lightyears away from the norm escaping the depths of the shallow swarm bleeding amongst the stagnant few who still hold true what’s in tune all these people are soulless… where’s the solace? photo people, could you please photo shop
Whoever Floats In There Is A Genius
The comfort of these dreams Oh how they echo to sing Through all dimensions My realm is insistent We are one, delicious
You And Me Were Silent Writing In Matrimony
I have this limit I have this crazy limit God a soul train vision to the shelter of wisdom I was passionate with my dreams and them being filled Billing the epiphany that led the Will God said I harvest you pleasing the fact you choose to interact You light my map amidst the gap…
The Sufi’s Soul Surfing Eye
I will always be there for a silent suggestion winked the Twinkle in the Sky . it mocked my eye . the sufi’s soul surfing eye as a canon music mystic you pay mystic to the Indian Sky sufi for sutification that’s why the sufi’s soul is its delivery the essence aromafies the memory
How Much Sun Can Grow In The Flower Of An Endless Bloom?
The Son of the Seed The Sun inside Me The mutual identity The seedling of Kings The steer of rays The lay of the rain The foreground of days Sprout inner master blades The fertile fuels My fragrance As the Sun reflects My conscience The flower knows no escape except The beauty it knew to…
Guardian Angel Lotus
Walls, sacred walls Say what you mean or not at all Guard your heart through your mind Let your heart lead aligned
Canon Music Mystic
small hearing is good to find & good hearing is small to find ~ listen to your ear bells & fresh rewind, tune divine, fast forward through time ~ a canon music mystic seers aligned, hears divine, fears no rhyme ~ the music station within sings in chimes, rings divine, tantalizing a lucid crime ~ criminal minds of the freest kind, at one with all associated charges…