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Tag: Poems
Determined Destiny
This separation exists, some would call this fear… It adds weight and tangles fate. For once, for all, disappear!
Is There Anyone Who’s Transiting?
The damage… whatever you do, trust it The bread of life will kill time I’m going down the road, I know how it is… a phantom cordial a rite of release crossing-over lends a life of peace
Ethereal Nightingale
Do not interject My most passionate words I am relaying dignity enlightened for manifest material, you are My ethereal nightingale, of a most precious identity you are My messenger for what you can’t comprehend the deed
Contagious Worth
Practice petition in all forms of creed We need your authenticity! Please pay homage to the need Many wane in integrity Your voice is pivotal We need your authority! I plead with your notions, to level up and let in vulnerable emotions
A Union Delivery
Divine Inspiration unlock me Your time is my delivery undress me Clear my cluttered throat to pitch a key Divine Inspiration unlock me This is my calling You found me A universal plea You ground me A Master of mind, body spirit, my Soul bleeds I am the disciple You teach me Divine Inspiration my…
The Prism Of Oak Rainbow
I had to sense this extreme For a fresh coat of the dream My inner world’s the awakening My source of scene from the ordinary My vision is extraordinary I fine tune it accordingly A badass rainbow in my rear view Rockin’ Rainbow steady for a clear view I love badass rainbows!
The Beauty’s In The Bravery
Would we go about life the same if no one were watching? If no one cared about our outcome, our delivery, our identity? Would you be your own bravery, your audience and its praise? Would you still hone every craft within, or in truth does your ego win? Our spirit’s strong and it coils within,…
The Arch Of Aubrey
On the daughter of a midsummer night verse laid rest, contentment, duty and worth with peace in her madness and freedom in her right hand a symbol of structure emerges from the arch of the plan
Once The Negativity Starts The Math Is Nervous
Keep on holding dollars and bills The hate that goes through the bill that keeps loaning Is the monetary misery of obsessive loathing
Aubrey's Arch 