Time will tell its tale Some times in the pen Others on the paper
Tag: Poem
72 – Eternity In My Chase
In time all finds its true place It's not like Hermes' footrace But still, as a "just-in-case" Tying my brand name Nike shoelace Rounding Saturn's third moonbase I'm running all the time-space Truths & telltales to trace Infinity's ¿ lies erase Eternity in my chase Of discord trebling bass Painting my wæary warface I'm swinging … Continue reading 72 – Eternity In My Chase
71 – Spring Garden Poetry
Fire Flower Gardens Starlight livewires ignite new life's Fire Flower gardens sowing burning desire 'til Fire's doubled edge reaps me from Interruptions of death metal refrains Hellfire corruption & ash-dust remains ° Flower Bloom Perfumes My ghosts floating through the blue sky On garden smoke clouds getting me high & ashings of forgetting flower become … Continue reading 71 – Spring Garden Poetry
70 – The Tree’s Prophecy
If the prophecy Of Elohim's tree To be my destiny - Show them I can see; Though, if not to be Keeper of Truth's key - Still, I Am happy To only be me https://open.spotify.com/track/6yO8JQe2bNZgb4xd5OA3ZR?si=MGkS4B5PTTOPDBy7glZgLw&utm_source=copy-link
68 – In Words Again
When reading my story I remember my self Just long enough To get lost in My words again
67 – The “Quiet Weird Kid”
Tricked right by broken-promise songs Gibb'rish wished dreams strung me along Shoulda taken forked road's left prong Losing direction - vice takes leæd Numbing vibration, smoking weed Loving connection what I need Scary to admit how lonely It is the part they do not see Drowning as they still ignore me Words so heavy and … Continue reading 67 – The “Quiet Weird Kid”
66 – Evicting Fools
Evicting fools from my domain They're in my scope - I've taken aim Pen ink poison - my rhymes are knives Take my warnings or trade your lives
65 – Rusty Bucket Heart
I wish I could tip & pour out my tears To water parched seeds But for some reason Only an earthquake Can shatter & shake My damn dam of feeling Such an odd feeling - So full of tears, yet No reason to cry - Almost wish for one; These tears - they are so … Continue reading 65 – Rusty Bucket Heart
64 – Arbitrators Of My Word
The Philosopher The Professor The Prophet The Poet The Guru The Genius The Guesser Are these my true "Seven Selfs"? Better taught they be thought of Thinkers who piece together True thoughts thought through Thought's process Dancing daily | singing songs - Arbitrators of my Word - Gates of my eternal Truth
63 – Crazy Eyes | Absurd Facades
The fear of being Seen crazy drives us Insane - to be sane Is to share the same Perspective, but we're Sharing crazy eyes We're trying to hide - To blend in we trade Our weird, sane selfs for Mimic masks that are Only sane when we Face absurd facades [23 October 23 Revision] The … Continue reading 63 – Crazy Eyes | Absurd Facades
62 – Eggs In A Basket
No - I Did not put All of my eggs In 1 basket - I put a 100 eggs in a 100 different Baskets & then torched those 99 I Never wanted after realizing My apathy toward them Ever hatching https://open.spotify.com/track/1rJw3KkONmvtfWJsVbD99r?si=ZzJhOnlZSvavBfutFLXY1A&utm_source=copy-link
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