beauties broken dialect on brails blackboard
By knightmirror
shortly after 1a.m.
i turned my sight
towards the
near fully
dialated moon and smirked
her beauty illuminated
behind the New Year fog
playing peek-a-boo
so i
willingly joined in
weaving myself
in...on...and
through
Cannabis Clouds
doubling as a
smokescreen
filtering negatiivity
as i enter into this new phase
to date
two days
from breaching a threshold
i was to eventually step
over....under...and amongst
considering the significance
of this moment to pass
being the 5th
transition
in my personal 7
year cycle
conjuring a meditative
breath of love
witholding
tremendous
gratitude
deserving to be life's
theme song
as i recall these last
3 months
growing in each
second
of this
spiritual awakening
that eagerly
taunted
daydreams deaf
de-fibulator
finally alive and ripe
in a scholastic shine
there's no need to hide
tears needed
to clear sight
surprised to find
suicide and sin
rotten
to the rind
the reason i've been
so blind
don't
watch
as i remove my disguise
so i'll say farewell
to the bell
that had me under a spell
where everyone could tell
from the revolting smell
i fell into Hell's heartless well
then
put me in a cell to dwell
on the fact that my soul
i considered to sell
thankfully
that was just
a shell
of a thought
learning to teach
all
i was taught
*class is once again in session*
what a long awaited
blessing
Comments on "beauties broken dialect on brails blackboard"
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A former member wrote:
The Moone is mother to many revelations, and you, the Seeker, master of each one. Never afraid to search within and do what must be done. Cheers.
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A former member wrote:
your work always leaves me speechless. I find so many emotions that commenting is hard to pin down and feel genuine... re-reads are always a must with you... and here, above... same again, crafted words in lines that give me so much to say, yet cant find the words... perfect is an understatement.