Overcoming the mirage.

Divergent realities in paralleling planes, restricted access, similar pains.

Opening portals, entering through; absence of light smashed by the hue.

The formation of thought, the connecting nerve, sound being spoken ,channeled by word.

Swirling purple, gray, misty blue colored clouds, descends from the dome, eyes covered with shrouds.

Simultaneous sensations stroked by inner awakening, rekindling things where confidence shaken.

Particles and pieces explained by pragmatic, apex is reached, explanations become static.

Relatively disputed, specifically untrue, a helix , a double, a time warp or two.

Quarky, flaring fires, sulphuric, brilliant blasts; uncontainable colors speed beyond fast.

Procrastinating deeds, delayed for a future, as futile as mending a heart with a suture.

Debating debacles and ludicrous antics; words with no change, based on semantics.

False sense of self autobiographically pleased; the flesh reveals outwardly the inner unease.

Living in joy, harmony, and peace; grasp and obtain freedom from the manufactured replacements of each.

Fight no more the sense to give, not like the masses, learn to love, love to live.

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  • papaleng on Apr 23, 2009

    the heart talks, beautiful and very inspiring.

  • CutestPrincess on May 12, 2009

    a very beautifully written piece…

  • carissimi on Jun 7, 2010

    :)

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