I rise again. Digi pen WordPress finesse.
I’m tired so I chug iced beans supreme.
Im op tea mystic; why is this?
Sunrise please come find me.
I’m at the edge of the world where its time time begins.
I’m ahead of the clocks like the solstice.
Being alive in itself is a protest.
The wind blowing but I’m walking against the grain.
Maintaining and somehow staying sane.
Give me the strength to carry on.
With the torch of life.
Hold it tight and I’m moving right.
I want to live long, live strong.
And give it all.
Everything I got. Forget me not.
As the plot thickens.
I remember those lost getting.
High just to get by.
Not me tho’ I got my eyes open.
On the prize scopin’.
Here’s to high hoping.
I wont forget em. Keep it lifted.
Cause sky is the limit.
Manifest all of my visions.
Chilled da fuks out; Let the breeze in
I need moe’ chemical incentives sedative let em’ in too
Cause I been through too much to touch on
Now I’m enhancing my lush lawn, cause the grass is greener
On my side, on the sideline of the van city to infinity
Faded amaze jaded nuff’ to fall asleep on the bus
Headed nowhere fast so the enjoyment lasts
Crushed velvet cushions of clouds I sleep on
Awakened awaiting my fate but I can see dawn
I watch the digi clock flip numbers/ then slumber into wonder
I ride the spinning elyptical to reach pinnacle/ body minimal
Then I… glide pen on page to simply create/ send off; its made
Morning I speak all love to the one in awe/ shes my source
I always focus my breath to retrieve rest, is such/ lifes test
Used to rock mics/ gutter insights ignite
Its the Rythm n rhyme; line by line poetry/ the soul in me
Dreams of home are elsewhere; Nightmares are alive and well here
Mother nature undertaker; Come from caves awaken
To eat the souls of the wanderer; Vision conjoror
Deep dive division; Depth perception sceptic
I see all through the third; Vision looking down like birds
Types that write and strike ya vital nerves; Its all Obsurd
But cats can walk a fine line; so watch me define I
Supernatural signed off as I fly by.
So high I touch the skyline.
Present moment I hold it cherish
Inherited blue eye apparent
Embellished with blessings
Finesse my pen dressings
Resting my weary eyes
Dream of bliss I’m in the sky
Dive into devide atomic
Flying never falling
Explode flipped mode
Artistic endeavors my calling
I write on the squalling walls
Balling my eyes out my brother falled
Past of alcohol pills cheap thrills
My sequel is refilled with abundance
Run amongst with hundreds
Thousands my sound is love
Come run with…
As I continue my path I struggle with the terrain that lay beneath me. Trying not to trip on these minor roots and suffer a fall.
Trying to remain above it all.
Helping the ones that have come along for this journey to peace. I’m grabbing your hand.
Come along with me.
I’ve been here before;
Before before. And there’s so much more…
This path is my dreams and my unseen future in the leaves and trees and vines and green
Green like life and blue like the beautiful truth n my love for you. It’s true.
As we walk we can talk about our futures present. As the light cascades upon our essence.
Worries can be left behind unattended. I simply surrender.
Please don’t fret these mountainous journeys upon journeys. Walk with me without worry.
Watch the enemies scurry from our towering shadows in the now. Don’t ask me how we have arrived.
I don’t know but here we are. Paradise
Life in love. The love in life.
Nina
Rain does pour n I adore it
The rain tatter torn born seeds in the earth
Self talk to self love please endulge in life lessons
A blessing
Everything ;
Ways and means around us are profound thus
I move like everything is everything; molecular atom tandem
My words splash satellites in the night sky bouncing and burning hard drive wires
For all eyes to bare witness to my bare words descriptive
Oh night sky
Riddle me this under a dozen moons
Why am I here
I sit alone as the sky begins to bloom
Is he with me?
My defiant existence
Finding a sentiment in my resistance
I’m lucky to still be here
Grant me the strength
Serenity
Wisdom
Missing my fallen Angel
Why did you take him
I miss him
Nina
This is a no commission
Simple reminiscent bliss a fitted picture bliss
I’m 9
9 times out of ten rhymes without a pen
My mind wanders I ponder n walk there is n there isn’t
I decide where I have been
No existential proof that I’ve existed upon the truths; visions
So I can see clearly. 3 3rd eye for dearly
Departed I miss you n the world is frozen supposedly cold hearted
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