Tag: verse

The I in Why?

I do not desire
To lie naked in a rattrap life
And lubricate my verse with victorian words;
Filled with awe inspiring acts
Led by mundane lust
Of Angels and Men alike
Nor do deep desires murder me
Nerve by nerve
Peeling away my eggshell skin
To illuminate the onion within;
A coiled rainbow, boiled white
Neither am I a shadow
Fallen far from crowded feet
Awaiting on indifferent paths
For a heavenly retreat
If at all I were to bare myself and be
One thing that should suffice how I see
Myself, in this crystal world
Of self reflection and askewed insight
I would be a thoughtful statue
Sitting alone in a far off land
With infinity in my head
And nothing in my hand

Part-time Philosophies

The ocean does not speak of sadness
For sadness has no voice that can say
That being empty is like being filled forever
An infinite without a way
And when I with my eyes look out
At a world where each face has a place
I wonder who really wins
If it’s in a circle that everyone does race
True it is tragic that in the end
There is no magic that holds all the cards
For his is the glory of the game
Who plays his joker as ace when it’s hard
And I know in this mesmerizing madness
For the follicle of that forever fame
People play their pieces for practice
Unaware that they will never be the same
And so do I yearn to sit
By the shore where horizons do cease
And thank the seed of silence
For this life that I had on a lease