The Fool I Was About The Cost Of Love

The gravity of a harden heart, this irrationality that pride would refuse a fresh start. The fierce focus in my lack of forgiveness, the imprudence of my denial would not improve this. This scornful selfishness deceived my anxious mind, I now taste the sourness in sadness a reward that’s all mine My need of thatContinueContinue reading “The Fool I Was About The Cost Of Love”

The Evolution In Your Reckless Resolutions

In those decisive decision their’s distracting divisions, endless revisions that anxiety in your analysis is realistic! it’s enthusiastically antagonistic. You attempt to achieve a practical evaluation with Un-amused hesitations now accommodating then accepting, you even manipulate the situations. This reckless form of resolution is scornfully unresponsive to any solution those miserable result you’ll disclaim yes!ContinueContinue reading “The Evolution In Your Reckless Resolutions”

Finding Your Light

Can you live up to the expectations of others, before subduing your own internal troubles. Can you disregard the turmoil from within, building false narratives for the foe or friend. What part of you are you willing to tear away, pretenses! those lies in the games that we play. A smile that sags yes! adjustingContinueContinue reading “Finding Your Light”

The Human Toll When Hate Unfolds

These bitter hearts! love speak not from a sinister will oh tender droplets clinging to the soft peddles of the daffodils. This pain brews within the confines of our fallow soul while migrating swallows sing to the whistling wind as it blows Mastery! of this misery those reckless state of minds hear the buzzing bubbleContinueContinue reading “The Human Toll When Hate Unfolds”

My Brothers Keeper

Woe! what is this anguished heaved upon them by bitter tongues that betray, this low some feeling drowning in this cesspool pit called dismay, in this confronting they were fearful, this senseless berating by those who are ungrateful, this exploiting is that not hateful. The grief with disgust yes! horrified by this mistrust they wereContinueContinue reading “My Brothers Keeper”

The Awaking

Shall not I see the depth of your indifference,the desert sun suckling the buoyancy from my brow. Will the foggy haze of impulsiveness extract its portion some how. Silence sweeping over an intolerant will, then a gasp for air before the kill. These thoughts rambling through my woeful mind, this dejected spirit now running outContinueContinue reading “The Awaking”