The Gods of the past look down on us and laugh as we try and discover this moment of chance. For they gave us everything they have; to understand this enlighten path, a small journey from a distant grasp. They will never return upon this place as we should learn to contact our chase of […]
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The Essence Of Poetry
Enjoy poetry about life, death, love, human emotions and journeys into the unknown
Time is a word that was made up to mean something that we can’t give up. Fabricating its existence to mean something distant but at the same time unfolding and holding onto a rim of a cup – almost ready to give up. Extenuating its grip on reality, of mortality for people that need normality. […]
Living in a time of December 2015, Stardate 93547.72 has become a moment of a significant place. The elites have become responsible again for destroying tranquillity. Their need for wealth has blinded their fate of nobility. The children of Earth, be it of all living things know their place as they have not woken up yet […]
I am here in a world that I can not contemplate, sometimes it makes me feel empty because I do not know the outcome of my physical self. I exist in a state of balanced conditioning holding on to a thought that was given to me by the positioning of people that give themselves priority […]
It’s mystical to understand the nature of our sun, a life form so big, yet tiny in a galaxy of vast perpetual sum. Throwing out the light from a source we know none with the power of a billion tons. It saddens me to know that in this lifetime of none. I will see it […]
Creative words belong on a sheet; they mean little floating about never toasting to a meet. Once they collide filling your awaiting eyes, your mind quickly reveals the light through a swarm of dense flies. Defined as sense, sounds rather tense! Maybe I could run for another galaxy instead? Carrying on to this connection of […]
He knows the answers to most things, just a man if anything. His intellect hangs on a flame of fire, dancing around with mystical desire. Looking up into the vast black pound, spilling out into the darkness of rich bond. A place where he can not reach; he feels feeble to know life can be […]
I awake every day, it’s true I have to say, an easy process for this character of the play. I’m still here after all and every day seems small, especially when my fragile mind struggles with it all. Up above, she looks straight down; peering at me with a steady frown. I ask her what […]
Millions of perfect bubbles come from a place unknown; waiting to touch my thirsty lips of broken ready told. Sip is all I do – not much effort let me tell you. But the sharp cut distinction is all but listening to my needy contemplation, filling my dry levels of saturation. Concentration is of none […]
The shade of orange makes me feel so warm… I know if I touch it I will be scorned. So I sit and watch the movie it makes Reds, Blues And a moment of rage. Reaching up with a tiny twist Then Rolling out into the shape of a fist. The wind gusts down from […]