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Riding Darkness

In the darkness

in the throes of brooding silence

while the night comes alive

and the grass grows

where quiet wraps itself around me

and shields me from the distractions of the day

the beguiling of my conscious rationalizations rises

I feel it deep in my soul and it moves me to tears

In the darkness

where the questions and uncertainties falter together; lurking

speaking to my childhood creating doubts and worries

born of a fabricated past of actions

Nothing is as it appears

In the darkness my thoughts are my own

I am alone with the vibrations that bring my creativity

and the angels speak

and the melodies of all creation play in the trees

I am afraid in the darkness

unsure of myself, shunning all introspection keeping secrets

from the light and running from Evil

crying out for deliverance

looking for a place to hide from it all

I laugh hysterically in the darkness

sorry for unrealized dreams, where my heart breaks and

the weight of the world kills my aspirations and my frustrations

take me to the edge of Death

nothing makes sense here and I am confused

In the darkness I run for broken promises and regrets

that leave gaping wounds of despair

hugging myself tightly with all the brutality of real love

knowing that a foothold will bring me stability

Day comes

and

I am no longer

in the darkness

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Conceptual Relativity

The fluidity of my spirit travels on the sunrise

covering the earth with energy drawing forth life that

elevates my consciousness and rewards me with the

secrets of the universe

I am carried into the bosom of mysteries as yet unrevealed

found within me waiting to be discovered by

seekers of true belief

Vibrations from the unknown penetrate my essence and

permeate my state of being requiring me to reflect upon my motives

for intentional naiveté towards levels of pure revelation due to

uncertainty and fear

Where can I find myself fully aware of the conception of my

relativity in the grandiosity of the sky

How do I exist autonomously interacting with the elements remaining

from my own reckless perception

The restraints of acceptance propel me to look inward and obtain

presence in a place where the emergence of positive identity is

elusive in the face of questioning

There is no complete understanding without reaching a plateau of

welcome objectivity

I open my arms wide and enjoy an influx of concentrated light that

brings with it the ability to breathe deeply and release any remnants of

toxicity that remain a hindrance to my acceleration through

the cosmos allowing me to change form and become what is

pure and undefiled

As a feather I lie back in the embrace of the wind and allow

myself to be transported to a place that has become manifest as

a result of my persistent thoughts of immortality arriving at the

comfortable void of exceptional sensory stimulation

I am where I should be in all the fullness of time and there is no

return to the physical oblivion of

emotional depravity

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Come To My Safety

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Allow me to love you beyond what you know

Trust me with your heart and enjoy ecstasy

exponentially spanning distance and time

in rapid succession of motion

pulling you towards all you ever searched for

Give me all of your fears and release your

subjection to unhappiness in the comfort

that is what you seek in eternity

Let me give you pleasure exceeding your deepest imagery

and accept the promise of serenity in the

safety of my solitude

Relinquish to me all your apprehension of what lies ahead

with uncertainty and present to me your essence

to calm with tenderness and the promise of

sweet pleasure abounding like the newness of spring

full of promise as the blooms that beckon the sunlight

for life

Rest in me when you are ready to leave behind the pain

of wanting and know that peace is where you feel me

on your soul

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Stained Glass View

Bluebirds and stained glass

daisies and tears

my heart overflows its

carnal boundaries

my emotions crack

like thunder and lightning

gives a glimpse into the

kaleidoscope of my soul

I am created with each new experience

that’s painted on my ribs

a scroll that will be buried

to be deciphered through the ages

creating new life under the sun

watered by the drops of my transition

from now to forever

the birds will feed upon my manna and

fly into the horizon dropping

pieces of me deep into the soul of

the earth

gratitude will forever lift me above all

adversity

and perseverance will be that thing

that keeps me alive forever on the lips

of night

and in the strides of the faithful my melody

will be sung

proclaiming the beauty of all existence

I will ride on the breezes and grow tall like the trees

reaching the sun with the fingertips of my

budding branches

On every movement of the air

I will be strengthened and while I drink in the rain

love will be seen in my musings spreading

untouched potential that will bring all humanity together

In monumental creativity

I will last forever

Only changing form

learning to live with the

predestination of my Samsara

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Twisted

Maniacal musings manipulate my memory
making me
morbid
and
mad
while myriads of multiple mental messages
massacre me mightily
sending me
looking, lurking, leaning, laughing
losing the last
little life
leisurely loaned
leaving me lonely
looking
and lusting at lofty
promises
pouring
pulsating precipitously
placing premonitions inside
pointedly
pondering pulchritudinous
proliferations
placidly though painstakingly speaking
searching
sometimes slowly satisfying
subliminal sexualities
stemming and seeping secretly scorching
sensual sections of my senses.
Alone
almost always allowing
alternative ambitions
autonomy
to tenderly assuage all angry accusations
while accepting all my attributes
absolutely
Finally feeling
fabulously fresh finding fantastic flowers
floating flamboyantly forth
moving me forward feeling ferociously the fire from forever
Blissfully bohemian before
born blinded but better branded
believing the best but still bemused by
brown-skinned beauty
Lustful
luscious
lips, legs
loving
living a lifetime left over
now
legitimized
letting looks lull me languidly, lazily, luxuriously
leisurely, loftily
back to the light

 

 

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