ensues
the ruddy mess
when we have done our worst
with what was given us
for now
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ensues
the ruddy mess
when we have done our worst
with what was given us
for now
for now
there is only
the story of heaven
the last page is an open door
step through
step through
to what awaits
for, see, beyond these gates
there is the other side of what
is here
is here
where heaven is?
she pointed to her heart,
yes child, heaven is where you are
always
always
is the day that
preceded yesterday
and will come after tomorrow
has gone
This is so lovely firefangled.Quote:
Originally Posted by firefangled
...has gone
but where? Sadness
bubbles just below the
surface. I realise I am
missing
missing
is not lost though
it may feel that way, but
what feels to you as missing is
elsewhere
elsewhere
is just a dream;
imagination reigns
there yet I am trapped here in this
moment
moment
I pause to touch
it will flitter away
if I don't pay close attention
to time
to time
I will not cede
anything of my own
that surely dwells most deep and sharp
in me
in me
people confide
what do they think they see?
hermit gone away seeks to hide
inside...
inside
darkness exists
strength, courage and honour
are needed to drive out the fear
of life
of life
i am scared of,
life is tough to survive.
while death has its beauty veiled oft
and scoffed.
and scoffed,
her sneery look
she gave to him, the one
who changed everything tonight
for best
for best
results use twice
daily, once before and
twice after making love with
whomever
whomever
i've met so far
has but left me wonder:
can this be the one lightbearer
born e'er?
whomever
spoke the stranger
mumbling a few words
hat tipped kind words spoken slyly
dark wolf
dark wolf
follows my steps.
A grey shape in the night,
like the wind, and I only see
his eyes
his eyes
and his alone
have the power to see
deeply without fear or reproach
my soul
my soul
stirs the water
a single touch, circles
ripple outwards. Simple cause and
effect
my soul
cant surrender,
neither can reach the goal,
but still wont give in to despair
or fear
damn :D
:) ...thought i better refresh before posting...its clear
or fear
speaks so loudly
amongst the shells at sea
sand held stories told secretly
in waves
in waves
we thrash around
slapping and kicking air
help! save me! we say back and forth
laughing
laughing
spilling forth loud
no maintaining reserve
let the giggles overtake now
release
release
the things that hold
throw yourself into life
breathe in deeply the essence of
good life
good life
search for wisdom
eyes forward, determined
to bravely step through obstacles
achieve
Achieve,
Achieve, achieve
No matter what the cost.
No achievement, the middle-class
is lost
is lost
a place where we
go when darkness rains down
and life seems pointless? Is it just
a word?
a word
is nothing if
it is not everything.
Love, for example, is nothing
but love
but love
is undefined,
a word so simple yet
complex. If only it could be
easy.
Easy
love is that which
we feel for puppies and
our kids. Much harder to love a
"grown-up".
grown up
and suddenly
full of disappointment.
Childish expectations now seem
foolish.
foolish
I suppose, is
how we imagine we
are seen by others. But they too
are fools.
are fools
the ones that know
the way it is and do
it anyway, untouched by their
knowledge?
Knowledge
is only as
good as the results of
its wielding. Do not judge it by
its book.
its book
turn each page, read
a book useless unless
someone delves into secrets
therein
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therein
any book lies
what we read into it
We are each the authors of our
own book
own book
absorb contents
spill out what you recall
forget most of what you just learned
collapse
collapse
into my arms
I'll hold you there until
your strength returns. Take what you need
from me