Poetry

Death to All Order!

Buildings stand tall like walls collapsing in an unshaken tremor

Fuck YOU! All i want is your money

I am ruled by paper

Breaking and Tearing the very fabric that is humanity

Caging us with pillars of Greed

Indifferent Structures blurr from the chaos

BLACK! BLACK! BLACK!

Darkness fuels the mind with the quench of a pulp

Filling our ears with lies of deception

Images and Sounds consume our grey matter

Spongy flesh is revealed and exposed

Lies injected in like a cure for cancer

Eyes darken into inlightness, leaving no trace of remembrance

Feeding of your emotions controlling the very blood beneath the walls of your veins

And yet we remain unchanged with our greedy ways

Those who are aware decide to hide the secret so that we may thrive in our misery

Money is wasted on the wrong

Money is an Ignorant King

Burn that motherfucker, till his cinders revive a new era of enlightenment.

Peace!

Light is Just a Mile Away

Their souls sway in the darkness, when light is just a mile away

Light and dark, two beings that can't live without each other

Yin and yang

But they still find a way to quench themselves with the oil-like liquid named Dark

Light wants to enter,

But good can't enter when there's no hope

They're souls sway in the darkness

As if they have no sense, no emotion, no capability other than normal functions

 They are sad and can't see the light

One cannot see the light when there’s no hope

They bathe themselves with darkness that sings soothing false hymns

 Throughout the waves of they souls

They sway, not dance, they aren't free

Brainwashed they are,

 But unconscious they feel.

No words pierce they're membrane

They sway in the darkness, when light is just a mile away

. They walk the empty streets of a cold wasteland

 Known as mind

Without knowing that Mind is a paradise

 I have life

Life is a gift that keeps on giving

It obscures the vision of negative and enhances the feel of positive

Yin and yang two entities that can't live without

Darkness pierces the veils of the minds and injects it with a poison

 That is only seen by a freed soul

I am not free yet

We are not free yet

Art is the path of freedom

I am in the light I see the answer

But can't answer the question

Is there a question?

 Or is it just an answer?

But what is an answer without a question?

Mind is a paradise, heart is a sanctuary.

I am surrounded by translucent souls tinted with the dark liquid of the machine.

They sway in the darkness, when light is just a mile away.

Our Home

The other at peace and another in a lake of deception

 Black and still, lifeless....

 Emanating winds of red and black

 A world so dark and lost

No white, no light

Tears fall on the still metallic fabric of our victors

Quenched with a grey oil

No good can be seen in miles of this Great Lake.  Named after what is intended

Bottomless, black, and endless

Once inside, lost in the depths of destruction

The free fight nonviolent journeys hoping for a change in scenery and color

Still as the unbalanced Libra,

 Right heavy,

 Black oils seep into the minds of the youth,

 Obscuring, demolishing

When there eyes are open, blinded

 As if shut.  Black is unseen but present

Like the unfreed souls of the Lake.

 Despair drowns the lake, creating Hate and Pain.

 The Lake sinks deeper,

 As endless as it is

 Hope is lost in the Lake of Despair.

Oil is undestroyed but burned into flames

But still the oil is present

Never to be absent like the minds of the unfreed.

They're absent in the class know as conscious

Unaware, Dead, Lifeless.....

We live.

Twisted Visions of a Naked Being

Twisted tendrils, smoke pillars and dark skies

Signals of rebirth

Seen before at a time as still as memories

Baggy eyes and purple bruises

Paper filled with the Anorexic bodies of Bones

With the adamant clavicle sticking forward as a creeper in an alley

Dark alleys and Shadow figures

Roam my mind as black becomes the new black

Undisclosed views flow through the empty corridors of an ancient asylum

Darker than black ink seeping spreading into fabric

So dense it absorbs the limitations

During times of timeless embodiments

I am reborn again

For I am from the water

The element of cycle and change

I once rose into the heights of myself

But now i must seek deeper more worth living knowledge of myself.

Change is eminent, unstoppable

Like a being headed snake engulfing the world

Destructive in Nature but with its intent it is misjudged.

Hands of Black, corrupted with the prehistoric element of the gods

Used in rebirth, it destroys

So that Life can become reborn.

I walk the lanes of change

With the watchful eye of the moon

The sun is visible but non existent

As if covered by a veil of hue; Black

As Black becomes the new Black

I change.

Like a mouse in a cage

we are fed only to survive

we are fed on to be trapped a day longer

we are trapped

with not where to go

no where to run from the flame across the hall

we are doomed to this beautiful being filled with selfish people

with eyes so white, they're pupil is un-existent

When a refuge is introduce

all run to safety

but not knowing that, that same refuge will trap them in a coil of lives

destroying their freedom even more,

but there is so much to this blind race

we fight for equality, but treat others worse

we are hypocrites with out own malice

we are hypocrites to the words, phrases, wisdom of this very stream

but we die in our mischief

only to be born again, for we are blinded by the so many

blinded by the dollar

blinded by our leaders

blinded by our religion

blinded by our ways of life

blinded by our anger

blinded by our greed

blinded by our solitude

We are all one

So we are all blinded

Like mice in a cage

We die in the cage

Like death in our face

We die with no face

We are lost...

Find us...

Divinity

Divinity is given to the creator

A creator is one who creates

We all create

Are we all Divine?

No we are not,

Divinity also comes with praise and worship.

If one is praised and worshiped

Are they Divine?

No they are not

The only Divinity that exist is the Universe

The creator of all Life

God in other words

Yet we build barriers of names and actions

To only lengthen our enlightenment

And create tensions and bars of black

War arises from differences of the same God

Divinity belongs to the Universe.

Life

Realism is an illusion

Of a self surfacing being

Intertwined with energy

Beyond the red moons and black skies

Beyond the white suns 

Found in the very self of the being
Once seen in beauty when enlightened
But when the sun set
So did their eyes
Forever unaware of the beauty stored within
Without knowing the sun was itself
Without knowing it’s beauty
It sank into a lake
Bottomless in view
Black in perception
The Lake of Deception
As it sunk it’s beauty coiled within
With the power of the universe
The Sun arose once again
Flourishing in white blooms
So the Lake became dry
Once it became stale, Life sprang from the crack
Filled with paradise of green blades and turquoise waves
The being opened it’s eyes once again
Now aware of it’s being
It is one
It is free
It is……….

Umbra Soul

The silver moon

Awakens my Turquoise soul

Tilting the jar to spill

Flooding dark curves

Beauty burns

Umbra Soul