Dont follow me with a blindfold on. Where am i going? Will you end up in a new land, or drowning at sea. The skys are the colors that you see. Painted eyes blinking differnt colors of swirling moods. Testicles tight against the palm of your hand. A stroke victim of pleasure. No I Love You. Hard tissue staind with the pleasure of a three minute fantasy. The same words spoken at differt times. The beat of the message. Some ears crying with tears. Others turning frowns upside down. Blood stained sidewalks of loved ones hated. Rocks crushed,snorted and thrown. A profit to be gained. A prophets prediction of doom. Rows of benches, a messenger blessing them with joy. A row of benches, a messenger banging his Gavel of determination. Father forgive me, for i have followed your path. Was it a choice? Heaven, or Hell? Floating on a cloud of pillows. Pillow pressed against your face. Is this your first time? Dont worry you will get the hang of it. But you will never get a first time again. Regrets denied out loud, but eating you up inside.Wondering about where the time went only creates more wondering. Life is a fishing hook and line pulling you towards the end. There is no never ending story. There is no story to be told by you after your end.

Standing ovation!...Excellent writing!..Every time I read you, I want more

Thank you. Your words really touched me.

Amazing write.

Thank You

So good to see you back! You were the one to inspire me to visit the poetry section when I read your post in the Science & Philosophy section months ago. I'm looking forward to reading more of your inspiring work!

sometimes you just say things that you only think is interesting to you. it's nice to read comments about things that are in your head. it just reminds you of how we are connected.