Tag: Poems

A Sleeping Giant’s Rise

It’s like there’s this giant person inside me who knows what it wants It screams hush hush to the crowd Its desires must be spoken aloud

Knowing Key Is Power

Are not we the archetype? Is not our soul the master key? Is not our soul an incarnation of divinity? Therefore aren’t we the majesty? In essence a disciple of our Master Weave A universal spirit comes upon we We unite a trifold trinity

Torpedo Eyes

A forceful urge and a dynamite glare Torpedo eyes rarely spare Corners and ill-fidele They set a-laced High in taste Rounding the would be crowd to temper rates in corpse to fate Torpedo eyes line Awake

Listen To The Wildlife

liberation comes and goes expands, defends, descends within listen to the beautiful amazement enchanted drops of pure derangement a calm melody of peaceful insanity a broached line of life to dangle cares and worries no longer strangle beautiful derangement, cunning amazement

Do You Write Off The Ground?

I don’t even feel like I write poetry I breathe, it comes together anyway I see It’s like a disconnect connected so freely

You Are Your Vision Made Manifest

I got this vision of what I want to see bring a whisper and do so delicately set in motion a force willed open an immortal potion to invoke Awoken

Perfected Flaw

We all want to change but we don’t want to accept each other’s change Can we get beyond and see the range of the heart of man We demand too much while deeming not the cause A case of flaw perfected a lot

The Seeds That Are Tribal Commune

Was there anyone out there that could relay in real words Emote that comes from power of an inscripted verb Please if you’re out there come and call my name I mostly need your authentic whim To rain dance my own way

Imparted In The Metaphor Of Bloomfield

It’s the clothes you put on that give confidence. Not material, yet ethereal. This naked shamelessness that rules hearts is not to be dismissed as a hoax, it’s a mark. Eternal art if you so please. Please identify with your highest seed. Bloom in the field of metaphoric bloomfield. Expand and let in all that…

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