Caress that heals
Touch that peels
Years of sanity
Dumped to the abyss
Empty valleys
Decaying myths
One touch can soothe
One-touch pruning off our core
wasted adorn
For one touch can build
One touch can demolish
Caress that remodels
Embrace that rebottles
One must be mindful
The power of connection
Mirage or Fulfilled embrace
Did you know?
water evaporates
When heated at high temperatures
Only to rise, high into the sky
as the fluffiest of clouds
white cottony velvet, the more it evaporates
The more it forms
The more it morphs
into a darkened matter
full of thunder, lightning, and rain
exploding into the earth
full of overflowing storms
The rivers flow
cathartic show
the lakes, the oceans, the sea form
Then one day, the sun glows
The Earth heats
Evaporates
The cycle repeats, again, and again, and again, and again
The illusionist Forever
hiding behind the mask of memories
deep in the crevices of brain matter
flowing through each neuron, flowing water
Breathing through each dermal pore
delusional parasite in the womb of its host
Nothing lasts forever
not your worries, not your fears
not your joys, or your good fortunes
not your tragedies, or your sorrows
not your best moments, not even your life
Forever the Mascaraed
Forever The Illusionist
The struggles are real
The battles of fear
In the darkest of moments
Blurry components
Blinders in chaos
Spares no opponents
Yet karma doesn’t always deliver
Because sometimes
in those moments
Moving in grace
through that critical space
is the new beginning
awaited deliverance
Sometimes Faith
Is all that holds me
When despair knocks at my door
Anxiety burdens my core
Overwhelm beckons my soul
Inability drowns my existence
Sometimes
In those moments
Life the enforcer
Pushing us to pause
The unknown is the abyss
But the unseen becomes wings
Parallel opponents
Synchronized components
Cyclical Muse
That carries me over
One more day
I Believe
Men-Oh-Pause
Hell a Clause
Saddle affection
Deceiving perception
The body transforms
The mind unfolds
Fogginess sworms
Mental roller coaster
Un purchased ticket
Luv Duv Skipping
Inner Core on Fire
Lacking Desire
Thinning Hair
Lower Abdomen Swell
Did I loose my keys?
Inner Child Screams
On and on it seems
Men-Oh-Pause
Because maybe tomorrow
The Clock Rewinds
The wrinkles fade
I’ll dye my hair
And maybe than
I’ll be the perfect Scene
Maybe
Gone by generations
Full of celebrations
Sea of creations
Colorful animations
Selfless invitations
To live, love, laugh
Honoring the melanin
Atomic creatinine
Seeping through the cracks
Once hindering packs
Leaving nothing but love, strength, and wisdom
From the ground up awake
Cultural awareness
In the most somber moments
In the abysmal torments
Prayers were the string
Cruelty emptiness brings
A tear was shed
A sight was fed
Beyond hopes and dreams
All the beautiful things
Because prayers, wishes, and hopes
Can only take you so far
Nothing is ever perfect
Nothing is ever easy
But if you manifest and do
Figure out what works for you
The effort worth the work
Because prayers are only the string
Your work abundance shall bring
When you get into a prosperous routine
The flicker of a candle
Insignificant handle
That takes a room from dark to light
When every corner seems obscure
Your flickering shadows adorn
Providing light and even warmth
How insignificant a candle must be
To light an entire room
Unnoticed beautiful flame
Scented soothing aromas
Filling my nostrils and senses
Manifestation of places and faces
Spiritual haven
Wings of the Raven or Crow
Ancestral flow
In your light my spirit grows
Cry if you must, my child
Don’t you know the flowers bloom
The Trees grow
The waters flow
Through winter, spring, summer, fall
Flowers wither, trees fall, floods happen
storms arrive
let the tears expel your disease
let the hurt strip you of your embryonic innocence
let your sorrows teach you lessons
that new-found wisdom can turn into blessings
Cry if you must, my child
don’t cry for the same thing again
just like those flowers
the trees, and those waters
will begin to bloom anew and shine their beauty again
feeding, nourishing abundant life & light
so will the garden of your soul
and the essence of your spirit
Because nothing in this world is permanent
not your greatest happiness
and not even your greatest sorrow
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