Contradiction

Up vs. down; clashing thunder storm clouds arousing the scent of ultimatum power.

The light that rouses you conquering carefully the darkness; a skinny path to crawl; clasping upon the listing power; and cruelty and direction where winds carry you to the answers ye seek.

A Place Remembered

Splashing thoughts equaling algebraic equations.

Absorbing talents of nature that do nurture within.

Hiccups of contemplation leading to a dragonflies landing and flight into answers that lie too deep for tears.

Tears that hold the very pool you ponder upon; uplifting sparks of the night sky vary with sunlit waters.

Truth becomes and is known.

You must find consolation here.

Disappear

Relentless; snowflake dissipates against the fire screaming for your life.

Fading as fog listing among lily pads into I AM, singing a lighter tune.

Musical melodies as the great bird hails; never stops.

Beats of your heart should always be yours through stillness and storm.

Perspective

You can see; technically with your eyes.

But, unless you walk a mile in another's high heels, moccasins, sandals, loafers, or bare scarred feet; you will never know; and never have to bear or wear that hat to judge or even see as they do.

Look twice; at least; give us; or them that.

To see things in another's eyes or even consider it equals redemption for something you may have forgotten or may have escaped your memory, if you are "lucky."

Understanding as is untamed you know...

I used to wish upon  falling stars or blow my breath upon baby dandelions...in hope "magic."

Then I grew as all things do they change or they die or they stay alive.

I realized as in a sunset that lingers upon the brilliance of creation; every sparkle whispering answers you cannot hear; but I have learned...usually the hard way :)

Sometimes when you lose; you win and sometimes when  you win; you lose.

Revenge

I've tasted my own blood; and liked it;

A  quarrel is a cloud compared to the condemning battles that exist of fire and and worse that lead to morphism.

I love fire.

Don't doubt that; it's blue part in particular; for it's pure ferocity.

Anyways we all have this stack of vengeance  we desire;

Sometimes against the very walls meant to first support us.

It is one of the most alphabetical; mathematical;  and scientific formulas; plus; ultimate self control not to act on that.

It's a mystery of life.

One we witness every day; we take as visualizations of fog rising and blocking our view.

Your view is your return.

Grow on that, bitch!

Speak from the Heart and Your Peeps Will Hear

If you tell the untold; unheard things blasting as a ray of light from with your own suffering heart...to your fellow man or woman; you are truly sharing ancient wisdom, secrets and altering them without notion into a sphere of love.

A circle...the earth; before it became the "world."  There lies the  hopes and dreams  and answers for us all.

So...never hesitate to radiate your light.

Aware of it or not; through a look or a  single gravitational persuasion...plant an unknown and unseen seed.

Who knows...lightening may strike and it may become the grandest of all trees or the most beautiful possessing, adornment of a flower.

Adjacent to the precendents of paradise itself.

One may gesture toward Eden.

Beatz

As my heart beatz

Pangs of peoples pass; I am alert to what essence is.

It is vast; or simple and somewhere in between like a peg in a puzzle.

Your core; soul, heart is your value as I see.

Let it not be sold for that value is not counted in coins...

But...in stars and treasures within the High World.

The Heart is an Ocean

Those infinite seeming caresses lead you to an ocean where waves off tides overcome you until you know not!

Wishing it were eternal; it's not formal only a broad memory of axillary excitement.

Every Rose Has It's Thorn

Beauty refined; sirens call enhancing all of our innermost refreshments.

As dew falls it cohorts with the prick of the heart; drawing blood;

Our stories; how we are all legends....

Where Does Value Lie?

To define life of any facet's worth is obsolete.

You may as well hold back the tides than put a price on a single grain of sand that cushions our feet on our various journeys.  Always smiling inside and looking  star ward for desire and hope.  While it clothes the ocean that has no memory and leaves only clarity behind.

In retrospect; value is what you love gives you in return.

Anything.

Never?

Absolute breaking.

Obsolete Hope.

Blockage to one's life's flow.

Limitless skies; turned over to Armageddon.

Why stop there?

Flip Never to Awhile/Later...

Change

Obstacle stopping galactic forces occur as shadows do follow...

The way a feather flows; riding the wind's waves.

Slowly; factually, so it is incomprehensible;

When the metamorphosis appears as a sarcastic; wow!

We see clearly and without fear what we were always destined for/to be.

A final product; that may occur only upon our exit.

Irony.

Emotional Account

A vault of sacrifices; bonus points and deficits...

Storage purposely and definitively destined to become a finely tuned instrument for the sole purpose of allowing you to play your own tune; dance to your own beatz.

Rhythms of your life spin like the Hurricane.

Freedom Is The Sweetest Smelling Rose

Kingdom of the fly sparks that fill unforgettables....

Or gives you wings

The essence of what you felt through heartbeats; sweat; and tears is yours.

Thorns; abide; preside; but that aroma of an unheard melody which represents that which wars are fought for resides within you; now; eternally.

Til' death do us part.

Unrequited Love

To love so deep and have it not returned is enuf to make one feel like they are complete darkness...

Stars; certain people; maybe  angels get in the way  to  keep you going...

Romantic love is different than other flavors and requires so many elements to acquire it...

I think of  a  dream; you never wake from.

It's  never a nightmare.

It has nothing to do with reality;  which is why you may always want what you can't have....

Maybe that is for the best...


I'm as familiar with hate and anger as I am with love or rather being unloved...

I am worth something; just maybe not what I thought;


May my tears; which equal  rivers that would form profoundness as  prolific as the Grand Canyon not be in vain...

I Hate, and I Love.

Am I alone?  I am.