Let my words saturate the net
The wet web never forgets
I build this manifesto
I build this legacy
Page by page
My page is an entity
Her guests on wordpress suppress the wild emotion
When I’m done on here It’ll be as deep as the ocean
Poetic prophesize wild eyes asasination
Somehow slippin by slap on wrist given probation
Free mind at last alas 3 years sobriety is like a vengeance
Powerful poetry resembles a grand entrance
We need to revitalize minds, open your eyes wide.
Dont be surprised as the disguised come alive.
Cognitive dissonance, we are a kin to this.
Systematic trafficked like smuggled immigrants.
If you visualize a better day, to find a better way.
Maybe we can all make it, roads paved to take the pain away.
Me? I dont claim ten toes on the pavement.
Tired of arraignment, drugs and alcohol leaving me displaced here.
Struck a new cord, cultivate in life’s prison and build myself a new ward.
So this is my world. I design her.
She is beautiful, she is fine, She is my girl.
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.
Therapies in rhyme
Soon i will arise a year of sober eyes
Many tears i cried my brother overdosed i ask why
Im the one survived, perhaps i
Carry the torch, the earth scorches
I breathe deeply emptiness of emotions
Read the dhamma build my karma
Love life like the kamma sutra
I position munitions menouver
Vancouver my throne home for the millennia
Deaths wreek havoc on my familia
Meth, crack, down and alcohol
We all drowned sorrows so i build
For a better tomorrow
My auras ever change cause impermanence
This is the only permanent
I observe the shifts
Heres a tip
Cherish the single moment
And envision it as bliss
Nina
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…
Whaddya right write in the dark of night night mystty morning words take flight like birds they might chirp delighted to be reunited with my word type typwriter observer of silence.
Serenity plentiful gently breathe sentences please be a gentleman sentimental is my lifetime of entity; a splash of word alphabet soup for your breakfast then.
I opologize for the abstract but I’m obliged to wrap this like a Christmas gifted basket.
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
Dare to write
Writing your dreams, desire, sex, love and passion
Whatever that may be
You can see your thoughts colliding with concrete written form
It’s bare and exposed
Lighting a way through the dark reality of human consciousness
Love yourself
Blessed with the food, shelter, family friends
Give thanks when you write
Nobody is promised tomorrow
Everybody dies; but not everybody lives.
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