Life has a way of dealing you cards that sometimes you just look at and think to yourself that they are messed up or just plain unorganized.
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Today We are Here Tomorrow we are gone
Morning Skies
i've seen brighter daysdays where the sun reaches the highest point of the sky and the blinding glory radiates on everything alive see im living this life where the light seems like darkness to my vision even though i feel its glow im yet blind to its glory i've loved with an open heart and the world showed me where the love has gone with the moisture levitating towards the heavens all to fall down showering us till there is no more and the sun has soaked up the remaining beauty i see with this finite vision and the world continues to turn on this invisible axis where the words no longer matter they escape the lips and converse with the next through a kiss and then a phrase of what feelings seemed to be expressed but yet the thunder roars through the loins of the body causing raging winds to befall the mind hence the judgement is clouded i hear with solemn ears but the air is still faint echoes of life breath in and out the moon shines and the beauty encamps our minds with sleep but yet i've seen brighter days and when the sun peeks behind the ash that levitates in the sky i can't help but smile because the sun has reached its highest point in the sky and the blinding glory radiates on everything alive yet im blind to its gloryi feel its glow and the beauty holds in its hand the moment of peace and yes this peace surpasses all understanding.
b.poetic
b.poetic
Good Morning
as smoke forms around my head i take a breath and im higher than the stratusphere i smell you around me and already i can't even concentrate on my surroundings you are wrapped around me like a veil that envelopes me in water i can't escape from ita cloth that sees my every motion but has been torn with your razor sharp words and sews embroidered details on my heart and soul's position on this world's axis i hear you resound in my ears like an alarm where i must awaken from the slumber of morning's glory Hallelujah is the highest praise i must expell from my lips as the Father above grants me another day to run away from these demons
Exorsize my soul Father for these demons are multiplying and dividing like cells to bring me back to hell called depression and the impression left upon me drains life out of my system causing a reaction of a solemn face but as the smoke forms around me so do you like a snake constricting my reactions and words with a kiss so heavenly even the angels can sigh at the sweetness so you say to me sweet dreams are made of these eurphoric levels that enter my being conforming me to this vision of where we use to be so i must be daydreamingbut the touch is real enough and so is this pleasure you put upon me a lioness in heat and i panteth for the water to restore my soul but i expell those smoke dreams out my lungs and this hot box has me feeling cotton mouthed and i never put the blunt to my lips dry and fiending for an oasis i need a glass of water to refresh my soul and make me feel anew like a day's work with sleep so blissful even the pores of my body can intake its goodness Good is something that i must intake like vitamins to build up my character and you are no good for me hence i need a detox
release like carbon dioxide out the lungs and here you are a silouette that dances around my head beautiful it is
intoxicating it is true happiness it isnt im higher than the stratusphere the smoke kisses you and hugs my every layer of clothing that slowly peels off sex isn't conscious it's hidden and brought out after the lights dwindle into nothingnesspleasure emerges behind the eyelids and you are no longer yourself and iim just stuck between a rock and hard place my thoughts are nonexistant they are the smoke filled judgements that kiss the temple so where do i worship if light has seized to dawn on me?
b.poetic
Exorsize my soul Father for these demons are multiplying and dividing like cells to bring me back to hell called depression and the impression left upon me drains life out of my system causing a reaction of a solemn face but as the smoke forms around me so do you like a snake constricting my reactions and words with a kiss so heavenly even the angels can sigh at the sweetness so you say to me sweet dreams are made of these eurphoric levels that enter my being conforming me to this vision of where we use to be so i must be daydreamingbut the touch is real enough and so is this pleasure you put upon me a lioness in heat and i panteth for the water to restore my soul but i expell those smoke dreams out my lungs and this hot box has me feeling cotton mouthed and i never put the blunt to my lips dry and fiending for an oasis i need a glass of water to refresh my soul and make me feel anew like a day's work with sleep so blissful even the pores of my body can intake its goodness Good is something that i must intake like vitamins to build up my character and you are no good for me hence i need a detox
release like carbon dioxide out the lungs and here you are a silouette that dances around my head beautiful it is
intoxicating it is true happiness it isnt im higher than the stratusphere the smoke kisses you and hugs my every layer of clothing that slowly peels off sex isn't conscious it's hidden and brought out after the lights dwindle into nothingnesspleasure emerges behind the eyelids and you are no longer yourself and iim just stuck between a rock and hard place my thoughts are nonexistant they are the smoke filled judgements that kiss the temple so where do i worship if light has seized to dawn on me?
b.poetic
This is who I am
- BRIII.luv
- I am a human being who aspires to do great things with God who strengthens me.
FREEDOM RINGS True
Life
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