What Crosses My Mind

  • One Day In Time

    I thought about this quite some time a discrepancy a moment sublime. I thought about one day I made up my mind. I thought about love I seemed to glance above, only to find, I was losing my mind. Some choices were meant to be blind. I was meant to survive to find solace in…

  • A Banished Soul

    It’s been banished deep inside his own soul, a non-believer a decider. ~ While begging direction all seems a regretting inclusion. ~ Like this is supposed to happen common rants hopeful outcomes that then deliberately trip on ramps. ~ An all extolling soul would already, having seen the cast in whole stay at the ready.…

  • Outside My Head

    Dance in pummel of sordid thought, a barricade decries our pleasantry instead wreaks havoc selectively. Oh furrow inside a mindless dream, play the fool to hide the scream, a brain has energy of certain matter. We shadow our true identity in search of some promised land, yet, seek it alone, for is travesty. Only strength…

  • On Sheltered Words

    If when I choose to lay my soul I’m careful to always remain whole then will the clouds ahead remain waiting with a vengeance innane ~ while waking again with a certain fear I lay in my space afraid of what is near I want only to be happy without sad reminders that eventually turn…

  • Beauty’s Repose

    *** In twilight hour when moonlit streaks in nighttime waves, sudden urges mount a heavy heart to wonder when, maybe how, in the brightness of day, the change will be made. Such round orb mentality skewed resource of fragile strength within the heart’s own organic timing, waits again for fear and indecision purveyors of frailty.…

  • Society in War

    Is there a fair alliance we live in this hate can we appreciate any everyman’s pain together Our stakes seems to be in a constant state always in the news, a new tragedy unfolds across the world, outside my back door, doesn’t really matter anymore, we are alone, inside our own sort of acid driven nightmare,…

  • Climb Inside My Dream

    Sun peeks in morning light Beckon early notions Spiritual grace is here to be heard If We choose that path Too often our dreams Collide inside a battleground Grasping for truths Why do our desires wrap around Such silly sacrifices   And the day moves on Compelling activities Just out of reach As the mind…

  • Deeply Driven

    The mind uses Clever considerations Every breath Feels its wrath A memory A notion An alarming reminder: – Crossing the street I noticed Walking alongside friends Double back Wait My mind responds New anxiety Sight – Highway moment Thoughts again Realized a situation Process Want to scream I can I’m in a car Travel at…