She’s tricky
She undermines your progress
Suggesting things based on what you’re weak about
You realize in her absence it was all nonsense
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She attacks you, she protects you
She distract you with things you don’t need
Just to get herself stronger
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END TIMES : ONE
[Poet’s Note : This poem arose out of a quote in Bible by Christ : “I will open my mouth in parables. I will utter things hidden since the creation of the world…This is how it will be at the end of the age…: Matt 13 : 31
I likewise will open my mouth in poems. I will utter dark secrets hidden in closets as Mother Earth transitions into Cosmic Heart. Let all truths be told.]
Her crippled body
hobbled disjointed to
peck my cheek
like Judas it
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Loneliness, Emotional pain, walks with us through the day,
and sleeps with us through the night,
Tears that is not visible to the naked eye,
silent screams that no one can hear,
feeling of relentless distress,
Trapped with nowhere to turn,
life is changing beyond our control,
someone else is pulling the strings,
causing this deep ache in the bottom of our soul.
but remember, for every soul there is a soul that touches yours –
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Mirrors of Mercury
Who is Shams and who Rumi
is like asking who is fork and who knife when apart they sing not a single verse
to nourish my blood with curry and rice
Who is mirror and who reflection
Is that me ? I ask you
as I watch your slender bones
move in your leather boot
your wild slow eyes reflecting YES !
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SOUL MEMORY
Aligning core below to above
Sirius clapped in glee
urging group into Time out of Space
Pyramid, triangle of my refuge
and direction
Mercury watched soul circling Squinx
Dogons ancient guiding mission
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SOUL MEMORY
Aligning core below to above
Sirius clapped in glee
urging group into Time out of Space
Pyramid, triangle of my refuge
and direction
Mercury watched soul circling Squinx
Dogons ancient guiding mission
......
Mirrors of Mercury
Who is Shams and who Rumi
is like asking who is fork and who knife when apart they sing not a single verse
to nourish my blood with curry and rice
Who is mirror and who reflection
Is that me ? I ask you
as I watch your slender bones
move in your leather boot
your wild slow eyes reflecting YES !
......
END TIMES : ONE
[Poet’s Note : This poem arose out of a quote in Bible by Christ : “I will open my mouth in parables. I will utter things hidden since the creation of the world…This is how it will be at the end of the age…: Matt 13 : 31
I likewise will open my mouth in poems. I will utter dark secrets hidden in closets as Mother Earth transitions into Cosmic Heart. Let all truths be told.]
Her crippled body
hobbled disjointed to
peck my cheek
like Judas it
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Petals unfurl like whispered promises,
soft in the morning hush-
but beneath, the thorns remember
what the flower chooses to forget.
Beauty leans toward the sun
as if light alone could sustain it,
yet the roots sip from shadow,
drawing life from the silence below.
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It’s a warning.
If I perish, I perish
But I will not shut up.
Lust is not love.
Porn is not harmless.
Masturbation is not a phase.
I lived it
Not ‘cause I was raised wrong,
But because sin crept in through a simple ad at twelve.
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