Month: June 2015

truth

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in the garden
of life, truth
grows
amongst
equally
compelling
colours
vying for
attention
and is
often
defined
by the
loudest
or most
visible
to catch
the eye
when heard
amongst the
masses
that in
futility
scream
to try
to blur
the essence
of its
true
measure
like
a beacon
it calls
to those
who
would
listen

power of love

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for love
we would
a world
burn
and much
more
and
blame
fate
for the
intensity
of the flame
that did
tear us from
the grip
of frailer
illusions

for the call
of the heart
is made
of stuff that
confounds
reason
so potent
that with
but a single
glance
it can
sedate
reason
and in the
same instant
give meaning
to madness

yes, with but
a single glance
it can your
world redraw
to bring
sweetness
of ambrosia
to lips
and with
selfishness
inflict such
mortal pain
that could
a future
cripple
with tears
of longing

grasping reality

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reality2

my sky
my world
with thoughts
I do this world
with joy
conceive
full of wonders
too much
for senses
to capture
and yet
for sanity
with stillness
I must
such boundaries
paint
to limit
meaning
and thus
reality create
from endless
waves
that flow
to reach
the shores
of perception
that inspire
dreams
and to life
reflect