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Sad life song

Rise up

Fall down

Along grid

Lay lines

In a void

In a matrix

In an existence

Called humanoid

That see all that it views

As authentic and real

Despite being illusory

What is the appeal

The sensations

Of hearing

Of tasting

And seeing

Of touching

And smelling

All of these feelings

But what if

They are no more

Than sensory tricks

Of the mind

What if we have been living

One big light

What if our existence

Is just framed in time

As well as being fearful I

We have lived this life wrong

Would that marr our beliefs

And constitute the saddest love song.

Each day I live

Everyday I live a bit longer

Everyday though I get stonger

I know each day I die a little more

I age, I fade into the past and future

Present is the only place to be

Seeking out the light not darkness in which I know we’ll drown

And lose ourselves forever

I know this is so very hard to take

I know this is not a thing to fake

I rise up in the wake of oblivion

I wake up in the face of salvation

And I join in my own celebration

Of spiritual life.

Lost in space

Lost in dimensional fields

Lost in a space that’s not real

Lost in another place and time

Lost in the rhythm and the rhyme

Of universal infinity

Lost within the continuity

Of a galactic community

And I simply refuse to cede

To this endless fraternity

Of trans-dimensional depravity

Stopping us from forging unity

Across a divergent Spirituality

Of cosmic disparity leading to human clarity

About a world of alien belief.

That we cannot change or adapt or assimilate

Into an alien landscape that knows no hate

And spreads no fear.


There’s magic out there in space for those who believe

Magic resonates on frequencies,

Vibrating uncontrollably

I believe life flows magically,

On cosmic waves

And universal dreams,

We set the scene as we please

And in all of this I feel the vibes

That I can’t hide,

That magic is everywhere we see

When we believe, then everything

Becomes possible,

Because magic emanates

From the improbable,

Which makes our hopes and dreams unstoppable

This is how magic is an action that’s viable,

Open your minds,

Open your eyes,

Open your consciousness

To all things being magically sublime.

Take care of yourself

The trouble with being empathetic souls

Is the toxic vampires know

That we are selfless and will take on others pain

To ensure that others are always ok

But there is only such much suffering

Any heart and soul can take when attempting to ease others pain

So it’s vital the you look after yourself

Take time to meditate, self heal and rest

Heal your heart, spirit and soul

Take some time to be on your own

And soothe your being and let yourself grow

Appreciate your balance and you flow

Let stress and anguish simply go

And center yourself

While maintain control

Let the toxic vampires know

You are stronger now then they can ever know.

Supercilious types

Some supercilious types

always think that they are right,

think that we are lowly

and that they are on high,

I give no heed to their meanderings

If it help’s to know I will not be pandering,

to these peoples deluded dreams

for I am the type who believes passionately

in an equal society,

I am happy for them, in mind to believe

that somehow they are better than me

but if they try and lord it over me

then I shall put them straight immediately.


Daily Prompt : Supercilious

A retrospective moment

In a retrospective moment

I reassessed my dreams

Thought that maybe my hopes

Go beyond the bounds of reality

But in that heartbeat moment

I refuted that idea

What the point of having dreams

If you the rein in how you feel

Dreams are meant to be big

And maybe a little bit surreal

Which the makes how euphoric

You will one day feel when you achieve them

And suddenly make the real.


The juxtaposition of black and white

male and female,

the rich and the poor ,

shows the wrongs that clearly blight,

humanity as it is each day

human being cast this way,

never much balance

it’s a case of extremes,

when you place two human beings

next to each other in this world,

see the differences that occur

though we all are the same

and bleed the same blood,

some have more than they need

and some do not have enough,

humanity lacks any equality

because those who run it

are obsessed with power and greed.


Via: Daily Prompt: Juxtaposition


Ceremony of shame

She trembled in anticipation

Dressed in white the perfect bride

She was surrounded by people

Who nodded and who smiled,

They were all apart of creating this ceremony,

Even though she did not want this,

Even though she was under age,

The marriage ceremony and this bond

Had been created well beyond

Her power to control or resist,

She was here Powerless

And if she had run

And if she had hid,

Her family would have paid the price for it,

They would have to live, a life of shame

She could not allow this in her name,

Her groom who was so much older

Went to great lengths to let her know that,

There was no choice

And no way out,

Of this fact she had no doubt.

So married she was, though under age

Another victim of legalised child abuse and no doubt rape,

All of this against her will

No chance to appeal,

Or show her rage

It’s a ceremony of shame.

Via: Daily Prompt: Ceremony

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