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Anchor me down oh ship made of gold. Take me to your treasures below. I've been waiting my life to see a full fortune. And I'll wait yet another to spend all my wealth.
#sundayrepost. One from my notes, I know it's a repost, but again can't remember what I called it 1st time round. _____. Searching for a meaning when there's none to be found.
#acrostic Race, creed, colour or sex, Everyone's a sinner in spiritual text. Leper or saint matters not a jot, In god we trust but not a lot.
How do know what's real and what clearly isn't.
#acrostic Reach within, live with or without, Everyone who thinks will also doubt. Life dedicated to ego or trinity, Indoctrinated by faith or reality.
It seems I'm at that point where everything needs an answer Why is the sky blue And why do we have cancer What is really real And what's all the fake s#!* Does anyone know Will they answer it Is...
So many gods by so many names, So many men playing immortal games. How can one more stand out from the rest. A supreme being much better than the best.
Someday We all get a ticket A ticket out of here To a place I'm unsure of A place I don't know where What's it like.
What would it be like,. How would it change,. A world with anger,. Isn't really that deranged,. What would it sound like,. Would it be as silence as a bee,. The anger and hatred in the ally's.
Ever felt like the light is too bright, a happiness so filling you beg for it to stop. An inception of evils' demise that saddens your heart, A world peace that tears your heart.
#acrostic #freeverse F ear clouds my every sense, people tell me that A perfect way to live, is listen to T hem right , true ways.
Two twigs. Floating down a stream. A hard place below,. A rock in between. One is you and. One is me. Drifting carelessly. Towards the sea. Along comes a dog. His name is God. Jumps into the water.
The first lie is this verse The second lie is life The third lie is a number that is more than the sum of man divided by Time The fourth lie is the promise made in love. The fifth lie is Time.
Is it only based on the decisions I now make. Or is it all fate and my actions are all fake.
Lately I've been thinking, What if I had said yes. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten, Into this whole mess. What if I was never born. What if I'd chosen right.
When the path of fate Has two ways out, Do you know which you'd take, Without a doubt. When both options are wrong in their ways, Do you know which you'd choose, Without letting it faze.
There's an unfairness in the world, Unfair in it's distribution, Are some lives really so perfect, Or is it an unfair illusion.
What stuff are creatures such as we made of If creatures such as we compose dreams. Those fickle, glittering beacons T'wards which we flit like moths between the stars, And which crumble at our touch.
So many things in our wee world Are actually not on show , And when we think a little bit There's not much we really know; Of a trillion billion galaxies We can see but five And to see the last...
I looked to the stars On a winter night And what I saw is true A thousand wishes Burning bright In the sky I thought I knew I heard their whispers Calling out From the sky, so deep and...
so tragic life can be. it flies on. long before you understand it. do you stumble through. trying. or take your time and. succeed. only to find out. that you missed out. on the fun stuff.
All our lives we drag our waists Sining souls within a sardine space Seeking wisdom within a familiar face Seething gods behind a losers veil, misplaced Up there beyond the velvet night sky Way...
M arching on day by day, A ll just stuck in motion. C ould be done. Or could not. H eavy subconscious commotion. I s anything real. lines are blurred. N othings sacred, minds obscured.
Everyone says that fear is imaginary, Well if that's true, Guess what, Love must be too. Imaginary love, That must change all that we thought, All that we've yearned for, And all that we sought.