capturing future memories through writing
The game of rags and black water
Higher and much lower they go
Always seeking the tops of this and that
Flapping their dirt to those who dare to look
Always holding on onto vane vanity
Don’t we all?
They fear the fear of death
The truth keeps on missing its mark
Idolized Decadence
Paths full with shattered dreams
A requiem for the elected rich
Misery for the mass
A new day, we must seek
A new day, we must pray
A new day, I must write
At the pinnacle of a pyramid
No voice will remain unsung
An empire, an ideal prime
As old Babylon blasts higher
The wary grow older
Society withers away from innocence
All engines glowing
The man at the end smiles
A palace full of lovers and well-wishers
Persistent and relentless for peace and manna
Prejudice towards color
The love for rainbow
Up and Forward
Searching for more questions
Day after Day
We strive to define ourselves with murder
Carefully culling the rejected from the rest
The final answer to trouble is death
Instigating a "Mental Revolution"
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
seeking solace in the horizon of life and beyond
Aspiring to be the best at writing. Poetry lover, haiku and free verse to be precise, I hope to one day master
The Mystery, Motivation and Mastery of Life
Some of what I breathe out arrives here
keeping It 100 With You
Sometimes poetry gives you the voice
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
Daily Film & Screenplay Festivals in Toronto, New York City, Chicago & Los Angeles.
Director | Writer | Cinematographer
🍃 Fully Living The Unfinished Things Of Life Through Writings. 🍃
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
A Frequent Blog of Devotionals Inspired by A Course in Miracles, A Course of Love, The Way of Mastery, Choose Only Love--Plus More . . . with Celia Hales - https://www.amazon.com/author/celiahales
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