A Poet’s Mind
Entering into the fragments of my inner mind.
Let me take you on a journey, where words of choice are delivered before their time.
I’m a being, resonating with my seeing –
Turning energy into language – from matter on this beam of light.
I can unwrap the molecules hidden deep inside my DNA.
They show me how reality just wants to play.
I can see time, that equals E = mc2
But it’s only relative to entities reading this rhyme.
Tell me what you know, so it can feed my inner glow;
On a world that’s sometimes filled – with plain white snow.
Let me reach out with my frequency
And bend your mind with all of my teachery,
With a word that doesn’t fit the books of all this witchery.
A poet’s mind is blank with envy
As the night casts a shadow on broken old men, who just turned twenty.
All these words, pushed together to create a sequence for some;
As most of the world is blinded by the objects
Giving off – false fun.
Living out life
Like it needs mending.
The sound of a slammed door – makes all jump.
Screaming tears of rage – creates a scar on your brain.
The sound of music – brings peace for all who can listen.
Nights bring out the animals who live in secret from the tall deluded beings.
Follow me into the layers of this itinerary.
Are you ready for a poet’s mind?
Can you break free from a prison that doesn’t exist?
Trapped in a prism that shows you light how it is.
I can see the children smiling at their toes.
Women start delivering when they feel love with their chose.
Men spear for blood that brings dinner after close.
Grandparents sitting, remembering all the times of old.
The nights grow cold.
The nights drip in sweat from your new moan.
The days grow shorter.
The days grow longer.
Live out life
For all the stories to be told.
Creep inside a poet’s mind,
Seek all the treasures they want you to find.
Do it all while living out life
In the moment,
In a time,
Lived out by mortals
For their unforgivable crimes.