Making faces in the mirror, Smiling back at me, Personality shining, Looking deep in the ocean of eyes, Breath shaking seeing deep inside, Floating on mental sea of delusion, Rowing hard against waves of depression, Drowning deep underneath the ocean of mania, Bi-polar raging its storm above, Ship creaking under the weight.
Tag: Emotion
Bi-Polar Theater.
Inside the dark walls of my heart I sit, Staring at the thumping walls, Singing to me the emotional turmoil, Mixed over the rocks with tumultuous spirits, Beating for days, Never hitting the correct note.
Your Love
Spread out over bed, Her arms covered, White satin lined by, Strips of silver, Faux fox fur, Black raven hair, Locked in style, Framing ocean blue, Eyes of crystal, Flowing through caverns, Into her intelligent, Radiant thought patterns, Radiating through her, Sexy delicate touch, Caressing your shoulders, Whispering into ear, Luring you to slumber, Her…
Tarab
Sound echo’s through the hallways, Radio a blaze with sound wave ectasty, Filling soul and body, Wave after wave of sweet melody, Taking control of the soul, Sweet sound unlocking the heart, Filled with emotional explosions, and carrying rifts, Filling each person, A true gift, Which fills the heart with overwhelming, Passionate, powerful, and pleasurable,…
What Enigma are You.
Enigma, free to be me, Build an image from below, Above or out far, Able to see each one, An enigma in everyone, Looking through the mirror, Close up to our souls, Our number one, Knowing who we are, Always a different one, Never the same are we in love or fear, Aspiring to be…
PRISON OF THE ENDLESS
The lights turn on, Dank dark cell, releasing earthly smells, Assulting nostrils, clinging and seeping in deep, Tackling oppression, listening closely for agression, Bruises, yet no memory, Trapped in a prision, mind and body, Jagged insults float through stone passages, Loud painful roars of agony shriek up the tomb like stone, Crackling in ear, roaring…
Making Color Yours
Walls covered from top to bottom, In your colorful zen-like art, Country filled scenes explode like bombs, Into heart filled drawings. Your talent inspires, Taking parts from everywhere, Mixing to make your unique spires, Your vision quite clear. Zen entagled eye mazes, Leaving viewer with heart ache, As they lay amazed, As you take color…
SITS UPON A CHEST
Depression sits on the chest, As sinking swamp sucks in the wreckless, Justice served on interloping thoughts, Saddening, deepening, trembling free reality, Paradox in between knotted rows, Knitted into being by Destiny, Twisting us down undefined paths, Twisting our future and darkening our past, Depression sits on the chest.
JOURNEY
Going this journey alone is becoming a swamp of no return Lost in the brush or stuck in the mud I become Each days journey never ending even when the sun winds down Endless hours toiled with no harvest from the soil Empty promises shrill in empty ears and hallow halls Eyes sunken and shallow,…
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