POEM: Why Blood Needs Tears

Veins are no different from tear-ducts

They flow despite themselves keeping us sustained

The return necessary for the process to continue

Even though it may be from dread or fate

Pain in the delay of the cycle

Of growth and grown and gone

We push pull and hesitate

Stifle

But still they come down your face

Blinding

Not without the lack of blood

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Transcendence Hymn

Delivering our steller selves

birthing as RA rise

Pure, with slate wiped clean to pristine satisfaction

we venture out

no rope

but hope prevails still

Still lingering on throughout the daybreak

wake

Finally we set

set down like the sun

Casting shadows as pyramids

seeding our spirit to reap rise

Breaking spells and curses

Chanting good omens

Foreshadowing what will be as we claim fortitude

To withstand everything funneling around us

Singing loud

Our daily offering

Our souls transcendence hymn

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POEM: Spiked Collar and Stilettos

Pull out the handcuffs tonight

spiked collar and stilettos

Fingers tracing lips and bottoms for hours

And we only been here for a minute

While we embracing, teal colored nails

Grazing your arms and shoulders

Cheeks makes your hands happy when they in them

I feel the intention to climb you

Divine you

Spiked collar, tight for you

Allowing the night with you

To make me loose

To lose our minds

When we make all these sins

My stilettos in the air

You lifting me to heights

Higher than the ceiling

I’m begging you

While you relieve me of everything

And everything is releasing

My knees by my shoulders

While you between them

losing yourself in my flesh

Taking all my moans

As we shiver in explosions

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POEM: Black Hearts Depart

Longing

Alluring in its desired quality

Though insanity runs it

Claiming its purity

to devour, squeeze all wholesomeness

As though it was a tattered rag

When all semblance of hope is lost

Black heart emerges

Disturbing, pausing to give weight to

As it begins to corrupt all beauty

Rendering it naked

Then proceed to whiter

Emaciate

Break

Defeated

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Poem: First Love

First love sweet bliss

Pure but ripe to pick

That someone to love

First love

That one from many

Which love calls to you

No one else can replace a sweet romance

It has always been all about our love

And words expressed

With “I love you” in depth

But as the clouds darken

I remember those rainy days

Though I still believe our love would prevail

In time

The water runs dry

And leaves me

My entire being would cry for you

To un-break my heart

I used to love him

I used to care

And as 10 years past

My heart still sore

Bruised

Yet yearning

In due course

My love soothed and heals

As he spoke two words

“I apologize”

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Poem: The Cosmic Laughter

What food GOOD THOUGHTS are?

You, my livewire to the universe

The light within you a BURNING STAR

And I connected infinitely there in

Time non-existent where we are

SHARING KNOWLEDGE

Wisdoms we live

Good food

We feed

THOUGHT

INTO

WORDS

Into

Life

Breathing within just

Galaxies light years from

Our physical limitations

So we meet in its center

In mediation

The only heaven

Where WE can INDULGE

IN COSMIC LAUGHTER

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Transcending Limbo

In an incredible time

Between tragedy and solitude

Finding myself

Often becoming the in-between

difficult but demanding

When along comes Limbo

To tell which course

Or route should be ridden upon

What middle ground is posed

and caution offered

When you proceed to the fork

In the road to an open question mark

Near the expressway of possible answers

You choose the pathway

You pick the poison

Even when choice is avoided

By default

Consciously

You choose anyway

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Mischief MAKERS

They introduce themselves by

Humming childhood lullabies

In reverse

Lips, plot twists and savagery

whispers cursed

Crawling within like spiders emerging from chrysalis

Passing their omens along

Busy bodies an open industry

How they thrive it makes them alive with tasks

Masks a specter

Offering libations

Laced kaleidoscopes

Illusions of fun and delight

Their reflection slightly off one

As they ensnare you

If you encounter mischief makers

Life takers

Partaking in

Disrupting lives

With outright lies

Equipped with sharpened knives

Be sure to protect yourself

To recognize

and be smart to sever ties

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My Childhood Haunting

Palms dark

with blue aura

Holding me hostage in my bed

Haunting me

Cloak and covers my eyes

Hollow and cold

Bold with threat

Reminding me of my mortality

Though silent as it tend

Tending to my every fear

Feeling me endlessly

It has followed me for as long as I remember

Greeting and caressing me even as I sleep

It is a wonder why insanity hasn’t taken

My mind for which it holds

For it’s bold threat

Still threatening

Still tending to fear

Still haunting my inner thoughts

Still lingering until it finds

My soul and binds

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VERSE: Wanderer, From In Between

My dialated pupils say

Bliss and to

Whisper sweet nothings

For nothingness begets itself in me

And we rise as one

floating on my feet

but everythings seems as though

It is from a dream

My vision is blinded

Yet I can see

Yet I can see and I scream in realization

Awaken, conscious with what erupted under

While I was under a spell

Bliss is wearing off

Wearing away my matter

As a stream of thoughts

Collide and I wonder

Am a wanderer

I’m rising to the surface

Blacked out and came back again

The haze became so great

So great I neared the point

where real and reality

Became two different things

To bear

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