Enlightenment Part II: The Answer
He awoke to the sound of birds singing as the morning
sun rose up from behind the bleached horizon,
and chased the night away with its holy fire.
The Sound of Rain
Searching for meaning in an empty coffee cup he sat around
the busy café contemplating life.
The rain pouring out her dreams and hopes on the clear
window as if to shout out “It is me...
Dear Heart
Dear Heart,I’m sorry for wearing you on my sleeve,and giving you away, as if you werebut a stone that held me down.You are a compass,a compass with a lost sense of direction.A compass which only points meto...
Schizophrenic
Anger Is such a pointless emotion Yet it consumes me Anger at voices nattering away, of silent words and silent urges. Tyrants in their kingdom Fighting off the plague I am alone, And surrounded, by war....
Dear Lungs
Dear Lungs,I’m sorry for being caught upin the endless search for numbness.I have forgotten that it was you, above all,that let the holy breath enter my soul.
I hope you remember the times,where balloons...
Enlightenment Part III: Acceptance
Overwhelmed with such knowledge, Thoughts no longer his own and acts of pure will,He descended the mountain to his old home.
Everything felt the same.
There was buying, There was selling.
Reflections
Howdo you see you?Howdo you see me?Yourreflection is still the same person, butdo you see it as such?
Thereflection of your judgement,thoughts,feelings, actions,howdo you perceive these things? Doesit make you a different person?
Plywood and Duct Tape: Part I
I can feel the walls cracking, Breaking, The dam leaking. It is being held By plywood and duct tape. The cracks are growing larger, More and more keeps spilling out, I keep...