the segregated days melt into one
the prior forgotten yet never begun
the tedious clock educes torpor
opens a void of eternal stupor
a tremolo of sound caress thy ears
the ladder annulled and cropped with tears
not that of grief, yet of blissful peace
boundaries crumble foundations reverse
breaking the back and driving the hurst
illusions coy reveals ones path
a ghosts inquisition perpetuates wrath
convenient how transparent are thee
roaming the plains of the prisoned and free
the facade a mirror in a house of glass
deceiving the eye, soothing the grass
the the fields of saturn i let sense go
return to the constant,a consciousness flow
the isle of love and harmony for peace
histories blood spilt over blank page
future bound to pasts industrial cage
a stray drop of refracted light
turns the page staying the night
beyond the book through the room
revealing a spark of hope within gloom
transfigured and twisted our eternal grant of peace

i glimpsed a painting forgotten and lost
a painting no man could pay the cost
an image of beauty pure as light
a portrait of perfection riddled with plight
locked away from temptuis eyes
shimmering and seamless as the bluest skies
it binds my soul and wraps my mind
it openly holds answers i sought to find
shrouded in dust is her hallow stigma
i gaze at my eden Tavarez Jacinta

if love exists
than so does hate
if i may choose
than so does fate
the grip that binds
the hands that sever
the soul that finds
the mind that's clever
if i am real
than so are you
if i can feel
than love is true
the words that last
the veils of time
the sounds that past
entwined in rhyme
if only you
where always there
if only i
had chose to care
the days that break
the bonds of trust
the chains that take
our hands in lust

hey thanks for the warm welcome every one i have lots more to share and really do enjoy a good conversation so doent be shy to write :p

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roaming the heavens, the vast plains of earth
this holy manifestation, gods great birth
blinded are the angels, to the gates they protect
by fallen beings,in pride are correct
plagued is there home, by lines in sand
scourged is there own, by names of land
within our heads,do our troubles begin
spawned from blackness, the shadow within
twisting and spinning, our precious gift
betraying harmony, with negative shift
the blight of our world,so ever apparent
yet those who lead us, are never transparent
relieve your mind, in thoughtless disposition
the burden of truth, a tacit rendition
smother the flame, blanket the sun
burn through the system, the man with a gun
covet the ego, with walls of steel
the threat is yourself, rethink how u feel
bury and conquer, the demons inside
relinquish and sever, this cosmic divide
close the curtain,the stage is set
when truth is ignited,you cower and fret
but i am you, and you are me
peace and love, may set you free
covet from all, its us in the mirror
life's divine chaos,madness comes clearer