Poetry the love of my life..
Powerbeyond the thought of a god, a gift ungivable, but still redeemable to
all, no purchase necessary, it's free of charge with a price, yes
there's a catch. but i promise there are no strings attached. Politics
of the heart, im a crooked politician but i know the game, i live it.
you have to be honest to survive, so im honest when admitting sometimes
lies are a painful way to give truth, this is what i do.. people
underestimate the cause but im ok without physical evidence, the
essence is it's proof, without, i would be disfigured, mangled by
realities relentlessness...
Only
imperfect thoughts make up the masterpiece of art in such a beautiful
and perfect way, the hearst is but a horse in carriage escorting our
corpse to our elevator to heaven, we are promised a safe trip, through
my sculptures of carefully crafted adjectives and verbs, finalized with
nouns and curves of harmony..the significance of it's pure greatness is
astounding.. i cherish it like a child, i smile in the afterlife at my
work.. my sucessors containing my heart and soul.. who wouldve thought
a man could last 1000 years to come within a written paragraph..
Emotions
breathe more than the lungs, filling me with life i am complete..unable
to be concluded, filter to the world my attitude deluded by the stress
and pressure of the day to day ratio known as life on earth during a
calender year. i find myself back at my peer of doubt, just to be
accompanied by a smile looking back at a blank statue that reflects my
face.. he and i are one but seperated but serving the same cant do
without you relationship as the sun and the moon. knowing we can never
be united we corrilate through a different kind of union, one that
remains balanced some how..
Tranquility
birthed by this, aura it feeds me, keeping me.. at bay when torment
conquers the forfronts of my minds battlefield.. it keeps my knees
filled with strength when i feel i can no longer stand, its the courage
i lack, the power i seek, yep its the reason i am strong.. when the
world cuts me and bleeds me dry of my energy, i know i have a reserve
source...
Reason,
i need not to explain but i do because i believe so strongly in my
passion my love, my everything exist within just 6 letters...Remedy to
it all, i love i love.. it's all i can say when i think of those 6
letters... Real love... Real emotions.. Real connection.. its all so
real.. and it only takes 6 letters...
You
may not understand this.. it may seem like calligraphy your mind can't
read.. but it's ok because you will still find it's own significance to
you as it is the creation of the heart i bear.. my eyes see a world
that differs from yours.. as my words dont read the same as yours.. you
will however find yourself in someting uncertain by your eyes, but
relatively familiar to your heart... unlike a marriage between people..
i can share the love of my life.. Poetry....
- Silent Poet
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