
Tethered to trust a glimpse
Amongst the darkened sky
Feathers but a day
Fury from abide
Forgetting that you are
But just a simple tide
We board the picture frame
And watch as lives collide
POETRY RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT…

Tethered to trust a glimpse
Amongst the darkened sky
Feathers but a day
Fury from abide
Forgetting that you are
But just a simple tide
We board the picture frame
And watch as lives collide

Heart and brain frequencies talk secretly and majestically
Most are not aligned
You don’t have to say much but tell me your side
For I experienced it with you
As if a breeze couldn’t pass between us
A gift
Who can run from
I wanna hear you laugh and cry
It’s up to you to let me inside
Without already innocently intruding
https://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/INSOMNIA -poetry
Finger tips and microchips dissect my random thoughts
While movies play obsessively of all that daddy taught
I’m here once a week tryn’a get the bugs out my head
But the only thing this quack does is prescribe another fuckin’ med
Bugaboos and daja vu’s taunt my twisted brain
Perplexing me and vexing me
Take me out these fuckin chains
I shift my body loosely tryn’a pull back on the reins
But these voices keep whispering to me
Saying
VOICES: You know you’re fuckin’ insane
Clouds of shame
Socially stained
Fully engulfed in this cryptic game
I can’t escape these awful memories
So I try and write away the pain
I lay there blamelessly
As he dissects my twisted mind
ME: Yea I know
As he looks ahead and says
DOCTOR: Were out of fucking time
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
Finger tips and microchips dissect my twisted thoughts
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
While tapes play obsessively of all that daddy taught
ME: Yea I know
DOCTOR: Were out of fucking time
I HAD TO POST THIS AGAIN BECAUSE I THINK IT IS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL PIECE, THANK YOU SEAN
This third duet was done with a sort of Word Smith http://seanbidd.com/2013/03/26/beyond-the-dry-grass/
I have loved you for over two thousand years
If I could find you in a million faces
Your place
A speak-easy
They’re a million faces of you
I can smell only traces of you
Residue and relics lost
I’m caught between worlds searching to find silk just as soft
Behold the tares of 18th Century gods
Held in high regard
Amongst our tethered Frey
Searching for the most qualified rhetorician
To convince the gods of something tangible today
Once again
Here
Caught
Caught in our slow dance
Oh I love that way
The way your words
They climb through the seasons
And give them meaning
Till here we are
With the wild sea roses
As…
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I am the captain of my soul ❤

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning’s of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Creative freedom ❤
FREE ME!!!
http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/free-me
TAINTED BY THE BEAUTY OF THE AMARICAN FLAG
A WARPED VISION
ITS DISGUISE
A RED, WHITE AND BLUE RAG
DEEP IN THE BYOU’S WERE…
THE BABIES MY GRANDMOMMA HAD
WHILE GRANDPOPPA LOOKED ON ANGRY, POWERLESS AND MAD
LAND OF THE FREE
YOU CANT FOOL ME
THIS RAG IS TAINTED WITH HYPOCRISY
RIVERS STILL TORTURED, DAMS STILL RED
AND SHE USE THAT SAME COLOR TO REPRESENT OUR FUTURE THAT’S STILL DEAD
CENTURIES
OLD HAG!!!!
I AINT GOT NO LOVE FOR THIS CLOTHE
SO F*** THE AMERICAN FLAG!
Please don’t come for me in the comments, it’s called creative freedom ❤
I can’t find my shoestring to my left boot because I unlaced it to shoot up
High on this fentanyl shit
Can’t take it
Enough is enough
My veins are confused
These streets are too ruff
I keep hitting that same vein crying
Dying
Trying hard not to give up
Sick ’cause my friend overdosed
Tryna’ find what she had
Drooling
Hard
Saliva
Getting high with my dad
Can’t stomach this life but which way do I go
I’m already six feet under
Chasing this dragon far reaching
Plateau
I know these streets are cursed
I’m well versed
I’ve planned out my funeral I have it rehearsed
I’ve been living in this nightmare
A sick fantasy
Reversed
Get well or die trying
Can’t stand feeling this hurt
First things first
Gotta find me a bathroom to get this blood out my shirt
I cry because I want out
I cry…
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Winter stayed and every beat in my heart was hollowed and delayed ❤
Fire stones rip through my daydreams
Strong holds
Schemes and tactics
Screams
My name
And life never seemed the same
Winter brought pain froze still up against this game
It was an evil twist
Loving you beyond the bliss was a wicked kiss
That blamed him, her and daddy
For all of this
My heart missed every season
I thought it was you that gave life meaning and reason
But winter stayed
And each beat in my heart was hollow and delayed
Bottomless floors
And empty doors
Were prolonged
For way too long
Until winter
And snow flakes
Froze still
Upon my lips
Where a thousand rips
That brought lessons
To this season
Randomly posting old pieces ❤
The seclusion
The confusion
Tryna’ lose them
THE THOUGHTS
Pray for me
Stay with me
Just lay with me
Stay away from me
INSANITY!
The pain I can’t keep you from
No matter how hard I try
My spirit won’t let me run
From
THE PAIN!
The contusions
Cant move them
Didn’t choose them
Can’t sooth them
That’s why
Time is an Illusion
The minutes
Hours
Days
They won’t let me forget
That it’s the thoughts
In your head
I try and resist
Yes
YOUR THOUGHTS
I’m not psychic
But sometimes I feel you and it’s heavy
And can’t no levee tame your tidal wave of emotion
AND I AINT TALKIN’ BOUT LOVE…
If I knew what you knew
I’d tell time it was a lie
But the truth can’t be ignored
No matter how hard I try
EVIDENCE!
I can’t put expectations on TIME
Because it will always let me down
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