Desert Plains

Desert Plain

As I walk through this desert plain,
Finding possibilities in the corner of the sky.
A raindrop falls into my hand
And gives me a splash of envy
Of how I once walked
Without the eyes of others
Watching my careless mistakes.
Now my life is theirs
As i trip into the puddles
And stumble through the desert plains.
The sunrises that can mark the beginning and the end.
How many sunrises are left?
Can my eyes still see how much beauty is left in this plain?
I'm losing the shimmering lights
That lit my way
They are fading into the darkness
For the eternal sleep of forever.
Can there be more power
That my soul can bestow
Difficult world
And the mountains to climb.
The final straw is not yet to come,
But the last step could be a close one
In my walk through this desert plain.

Deliverer

Deliverer

Tomorrow the sky can turn gray
In an unexplainable turnout.
By the eyes of the deliverer
I could understand the triumph of pain
Or I could forever be in a tune of believing.
But until I receive the answer
I will wait and turn around all the thoughts
And say, when I awake from this unsecured trap
I can bloom in the treasuries of love.
Falling until the darkness sheds a tear
Where the blankets of lights closes the shadows in a remarkable place
Because right now I hold onto the deliverer.

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The burden of life
Is what this beating heart holds.
The loser wins the battle
That ruins the image
Of the delicate matter that was place in their hands.
One can battle over all the expectations of the other
And finally win the final breath.
Hearing the clashing of the swords
All is about to crumble.
The season is living
But into a great darkness.
The comfort of a stranger
Comes from this plague.
As the bell rings
Into the new hour
The water will run dry.

Without Resistance

Without Resistance

Without Resistance
I will fall into your eyes.
To me I see an innocence
That will not be tarnished by this life.
The mind is not a dull one
Filled with its ideas
That one day
Will be actions.
In life you will achieve greatness
Just in the charm that you equip.
I will follow that lingering soul
Until the day where I won't receive.
But until then you have an opportunity
That possibly could be bliss.

The Outcome

The Outcome

The Outcome
Wouldn't he like to know?
It was a murder,
And those with the hearts to fell melt down into sorrow.
He was a giving heart
That would give all of himself if only asked.
The chances for him to give are going away.
He yearns to be an awesome joy ride that no one can phase,
But they have and they have bruised.
He who is of the greatest
Fall into the least of the best.
Bound in chains,
And tormented by those who carry the whips of punishment
Damn this life he shouts,
But those around him look at him and turn away.
They always turn away,
Because they cannot survive his will
But now the scars are showing.
He is bleeding out what is left of everything
The drops full of the sacrifice he is willing to give
Does he push on?
Or does he just stay where he is?
A weak man would give into those who don't believe in him
And then agree and say... I'm that man you say I am.
But a strong man would applaud those same people for their efforts
And then return to the greatest part of life
Living.....
Which path will he take
The path of the weak man is always easy for him;
To be exactly what was created and only that
Or will he map out his own destiny
And then choose what life to live
And be the strong man.

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The fire has yet to succumb
To the power she wields.
Tears fall from her eyes
And all is at his will.

A laughing matter
Turned to blood bath.
Everyone yields to the signs,
And all sadness has been said.

The pretenders hold the two down
Success is not theirs.
A release of passion
Is all that they need.

Paradise was not found
So fingers point the blame
Hatred boils at their tips,
And all sadness has been said.

He bows his head
As she buries hers
A death is around the corner
And all is by her hands.

A group of rejects
Play their game
But fail to protect
And all sadness has been said.

Celebrate

Celebrate

Let's celebrate my disaster

Send out the invites

I'm leaving but I do not know how

I'm holding on but will it make a difference?

I held it all in and finally let it out

But I lost it all now

And I don't think I am going back.

Let's celebrate my disaster

As I go on to something new

Is this my punishment?

Do I really got to go through it?

I said no more again and again.

When all I really wanted is more.

What was I thinking?

Let me celebrate my own disaster

And put on a smile

It may not be real but its a beginning.

I must go now

And not look back

But the truth is I can't

The Way

The Way

It's the grace in all of us
That's gets us into the pain.
We try to all be faithful
To what our heart tells us
We just don't listen well enough.
Make way for the pain
It will create the rest of us,
But we wont know the way,
And that's exactly the pain.
For now we try to smile
Make it the way
From all that we try to hide.
Can those eyes be reopened into the light?
Into the power of letting into the pain.
Embrace every single tear that sheds down your face,
It's all in that grace
That we try to hide.
It's the way
The way to really live
In grace from all the pain.

Where it Flows.

Where it flows.

Take blood that drips from my beating heart;
Taste the salty red substance.
Inflicted wound
Doesn't seem to heal!
Recovery
Its been an eternity
To which is really a decade
To which is really only a second.
Time presses on slowly
As I wonder where
It all flows
Some place it's out there
Ripping through the Earth's surface
Someone show me this place
To which this river flows.

Or should it be on my own?

Corrupt Imposter

Corrupt Imposter

Bleeding tears
Serande my cheeks
Roll into the open air

Misty heart
Rampant beats
Flow through this time

Corrupt Imposter?
Why this soul?
Now with no will