idealism
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Till you know the softness of rocks and feebleness of mountains
Till you know hardness behind watery concrete
Do I want
It?
23, responsibility free
Single? (possibly ready to mingle)
Five years master (double major)
Beautiful disaster, double the wager
O' My Lady where has your Courge fled
Do you remember your obligation?
Do you recall your resolve?
No, you have deserted your Duty
O' My Lady where have you gone
Could I ever write a poem
That would change the
Minds of men,
Words that would make the
World stop turning
And halt the advance of time.
i'll admit it.
sometimes
it's hard to make
me happy.
when my brain is
working so hard
to keep my spirits down
pumping chemicals i
know shouldn't be there
Drifting in a languid landof singing prairies and crystalline lakes,I wander toward a jeweled tree, radiant sapphire and ruby in a halcyon dream.
His hand runs down my thigh.
My prayers have been answered.
I bow before Him, longing to taste ambrosia and sin.
I beg before Him, longing to be let in.
He smiles that godly smile,
People say I’m an idealist
I see things that aren’t there
I see the good and not the bad
I see the world as fair
I trust people far too much
Because that’s how it should be
I’m stranded.
Don’t know where I am, starting to lose
sense of who I am, but that can’t occur.
See, while my location may be unknown,
my identity and ideals cannot be gone
My doodles have moved from pictures to words,
Evolution of expression -
Is fragmented language easier to understand than scratchy images?
I Am
Paint splashed onto weary walls
That have stood over centuries of the normal person.
Spots of color to prove I am different
Than the rest
Splotches that don't blend in
With the rest
Strolling in perpetual seabreeze
The leftcorner lips curl
Eyeshield purple vision glow
Sleeves stripped legs unfurl
Deepened dark reddened white
Trappedsun tresses salt wave
Could you in that dense mind of yoursHave ever dreamed a world so greatSo filled with beauty and passions
