Friday, September 28, 2012

Tranquil


Grazed by a raindrop in autumn 
Was your silence 
It had spoken 
High above woodland… 

You can't fly on one wing. 

Foot price had led you 
Far beyond the dismal path 
Harmony was peacefulness 
When love knew you best... 

And limbs were trembling under 
Fear of ascension awaiting the mind, 
As if the trees could paint you something 
Brighter than the sky... 

(Higher up)

Brighter than my words... 
My soul... 
You will drink from my cup. 

My arms unfolding… extending out for you 
My pulse in the atmosphere 
Nearly a distant sound… 

Fear of ascension awaiting the mind, 
As if the trees could paint you something 
Brighter than the sky... 

(Higher up) 

Some would not see... 
Some would never believe 

Deeper than the wound you couldn't reach 
The surface of… 

Open the heart's eyes... 
And see red against roses... 

There is a candle burning for you 

A reason for your silence… 
There is a cure for no obligation 
A path of truth to be more 
And rise… 

To earn your heaven. 

You can't fly on one wing. 

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Real Reflection


You open up like a flower 
Eyes closed heavy under shadow 
((Eyeliner...)) 

A dream within a dream 
Minor reflecting minor 

The window close... 
Bed pushed to the wall 
Wind blows through again... 
Quiet night grows in the silence beckoning 
Like a kiss that could have been.. 

(Just as still... 
Just as graceful, hoping, wishing, 

Praying; 

Could not be safe... 

For the heart.) 

A dream within a dream 
Minor reflecting minor 

Of love and loss… 

A portrait; 

Someone near to me... 
Someone near to the soul... 

Almost real… 

Reflection. 

You open up like a flower 
Eyes closed heavy under shadows 

The window close 
Moon watching over us 

Restless through clouds 
((Anxiety)) 

There is no one... 

Pill in form 
Love dissolved 

And I'm dreaming again 

Just as still 
Just as graceful… 

What may never be 

Real 

Reflection.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Roundless Thorn

I thought I heard your voice whisper 
But something’s are kept. 
It's not always, 
When you're left out here... 
You lose sight of things; 

Like feeling significant… 

It may follow you until the end of time 
Waiting for someone to come back… 
But they never will… 

It’s hard to fulfill 
To be fulfilled and appreciate this miracle 

Once given life only to take it back… 

You have none… 
Saw your eyes slowly being rewound 
Until your parents made you… 
Created the beat in your heart 
The light in your soul 

The love you carry… 

Important day… 
No longer a care in the world 
No obligation 
The nail between the tree is just a roundless thorn… 

No rhyme or reason 
No curiosity at all… 

And that's failure/// 

... 

It's not always, 
When you're left out here... 
You lose sight of things; 

Like feeling significant… 

The forest in some unique mirage 
From my quite past... 

Echoing what could have been, 
From where I want to be. 

Death continues... 
In some gray faction 
And leaves the sun 
To some unbalanced earth. 
In order to maintain 

My struggle. 

I'm unable to look past… 

I thought I heard your voice whisper 
But something’s are kept.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Immortalized



Ambitions... 

Clear the mind and search the endless path;
The worlds between different eyes...
Seen affectionately 

Pale resemblance of colour...

Panic to love, for it's loss. 

I'll be awake come morning
But life won't show through
I'll be asleep come daylight...
Still worlds away from you.

Every single night still holding on
A dream without gravity

Fears, the falling down.

I'll be awake come morning.

...

I, the iris to the moon 
Soon dead flowers will grow from me
Out of my palms
Touch the soul
The unwritten truth.

Watching blue skies turn from gold... 

And embers burn from trees... 

(My voice 
A soliloquy...)

Will you be there come morning
Pressing calm as needles...?

Like cold rain from hell...

...

The example of heaven had proven
The earth. 
The slim chance of my existence
Nowhere near even one. 

This life, your unbalanced mind 
Couldn't alter...
Without disrupting the grace 
Deep within hearts

Spirituality. 

As simple as believing 
For the very sake... 

Though I am here, most of all...
My faith

Your love becomes immortalized.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Treat Us Like Nothing.


There are only familiar places... 
As far as the eye can see, 
Only familiar faces 
From the hallow void you speak 

Nowhere near the depth... 
And it's just plan ordinary... 

Find your words to be so small 
Trickle like rain 
The bottles and the dust... 

(Always building up 
And building up) 

Treat us like nothing. 

Read some literature 
Pick a line or two to express... 
(Reword the open letter) 
Send a postcard with a picture of 
Some better place, 

(Reword the open letter) 
I only know how to say hello... 
Never know how to make more... 

Nowhere near the depth... 

What would you give to make them understand? 
I feel their eyes are growing narrow now, 
Know they spy with such envy … 

And it's not what they are, 
It's who they grow to be… 

(Would trade it all for silence 
Would trade it all for grace) 

If what your love is designed to feel 
Flows out hatred 
I don’t what you’re heart closing in. 

(Would trade it all for silence 
Would trade it all for grace) 

A whole other grade of ignorance. 

(Don’t you see the symbolism here? 

A whole other grade of liars 

Regarded to be 

Iconography. 

But what they are is unreliable 

Commonly mislead, 

Insignificance... 

Treated like Nothing .

It’s not what they are 

It’s who they grow to be.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Inherit the Earth

You're motives are enigmatic.

I lie awake trying to sort things out on my own...
If heaven shall betray you
My arms shall be holding out
For you
The distance in some hollow glob
I hold in my hands
Make no mistake
Resolve what truly matters

(It’s my mind in some far away dungeon
Liberating me...)

Discard the mystery as some past no one looked into;
It’s fading on its own
And you were wrong
For going about this the way you did
For how you made people feel

It’s unforgivable

Sometimes people just need to feel comfort
When they believe what they believe
It's never really certain;

It’s reason enough…

You’ll never know how this pain truly heals…

But I will.

Life comes to an end…
Surly…
Though, I wonder…

Give me my time and my own remise
Shall comfort the rest who follow...
(Inherit the earth)
Praying on the same autumn breeze
Praying on the same... miracle

I lie awake trying to sort things out on my own...
If heaven shall betray you
My arms shall be holding out
For you

The distance in some hollow glob
I hold in my hands

Monday, September 3, 2012

The Unwritten Parable

I see three symbols come to life
In front of my very eyes,
My kingdom
Make them what you will…

Emotional landscapes.

(All living beings need a home)

Sooner or later
No one will ever know

What good prevailed.

Who’s blood iconic.

Soon you will take me far away from here
And watch the iron door close

The unwritten parable

Religious Vipers

Watch the iron door close...
Every evening on the hour
The ticking clocks
The pulse of hearts

Religious vipers.

The sun goes down all quiet
And we hear the bomb fall.

Distorted reverie

The fire as part of us;
Burning throughout the eyes...
The wanting, the needing, the desire
Sacrifice…

We come undone through deep emotion
The aspiring thought flows from disrepair
A nearby lake of passing shadows...
Pass before me, my life's end...
And your Octobers;

The unwritten parable

The sign you did not read.
Here death becomes new born...
And your life just a dream.

Distorted reverie

And so I offer my heart up
(If you'll have me…)

Wake from fear and grieve

Religious vipers.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Stop Reflection

Stop reflection... pause
Wait it out.

Will I last another life time
Between the wind
And tree limbs?

(Rose roots in the ground.)

Slow reaction
To dead end roads
And the love of your heart
Falling deeper...

Streetlights flooding...
Envy out of veins...

(You won't be deserted
The future remains to be seen)

A slumber in the night
One candle lit///

Light the way back
Into view...

Light the way back
Into your
C o m p a s s i o n . . .

With these words of truth.

Stop reflection... pause
Wait it out.