Category Archives: spirituality

Staring into space

Staring into space

I stare into space

And its deepness stares back at me

I gaze out in to the stars

And they sparkle back at me

And as I stare out with a still mind

I feel it guiding creativity into me

As if it is lifting and filling me

With ideas and imaginings

And these help raise my frequencies

And aide my transistioning

Until I feel as one with universe

Which disperses all my doubts

And heals all my hurts

So resonate as one with everything

And like me your heart will sing

And your mind will be resonating

Inner peace and inner love right now.

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Looking good


She wears tight white jeans

She looks so good in them,

Slim with curves in the right place

She knows it, she flaunts,

It makes her feel good about herself.

She wears tight tops

That shows off her firm ample breasts,

She knows that guys look

So she flaunts a lot more,

Objectification it maybe to us

But to her it makes her feel good,

Is there anything wrong with this?

If that’s the way that she chooses to exist

There are women the stare the same way,

Admiring how she looks each day

Pretty face and such long legs,

She know that she is drop dead gorgeous

And is there anything wrong with this?

If she is happy, to put herself on display

To be attracting attention this way,

In the end she looks so great.

She laughs


She laughed all the time

In lieu of not knowing what else to do,

It was easier than despairing

It was far better than crying,

So she hid her fears and stress

Beneath her smiles and laughter,

She never truly believed in happy ever afters

But she did the best she could to make it by each day.

Walking with balloons


I am walking with balloons

Along a cliff top edge,

Flying in the wind in rainbow colours,

People looking strangely at me

Asking me what it is I am doing,

I say each balloon is for me a dream

That my life is representing,

And each day I leave my house

I decide to let one loose,

And when I do it means I let a dream fly free

And then living it is down to me,

Living out my dreams, is important you see,

Walking along with them in tow

Represented by balloons,

In rainbow coloured form,

Along a cliff top edge

Overlooking the sea,

Letting loose and setting free my dreams,

Let your dreams fly freely,

So you can be what you want to be, like me.

Jack built a house


In the house that Jack built he did dwell

Created walls to dispell,

Everything outside, so nothing could get in,

Isolated from the world he could learn nothing,

So in the mind of Jack he could never grow

Never develop he will just get old,

Kept all his thoughts and for sharing to himself,

Never accumalated any knowledge of the outside world

To fearful of the things that could adversely affect his health,

So he ended up a prisoner within his own home

And this was in the house that Jack built,

A cell for his existence which makes no sense,

Life is meant to be about gaining experiences

Otherwise we not living at all.

Tomorrow is a new day


Unconsciously we can let ourselves slip

Back into domesticated habits,

And old ways and negativity,

Sometimes we let ourselves down

But none of us are perfect so don’t beat yourself up

Just try to reconnect to the kindness and love,

And try a little harder to maintain focus

And everyday hails a new chance to change,

And everyday can help us create a more spiritual display.

Unskilled, really?


Low skilled unskilled

Who defines this

To do a job well

Then it require skill to do it

Many who never cleaned

Or worked in care

Wouldn’t last a day

So how is that fair

Every job requires

Some kind of skill

And if no one did the so called menial jobs

How would life be for you and me

Certainly a lot more dirty

With old and sick people left alone

Bins and rubbish never cleared

A lot more illness from bacteria

Then all we will hear is you moan

So maybe people should show a lot more respect

To do the so called unskilled jobs

To there very best.