Intrigued by Wits

To open up one's heart,

To utter the scared words,

Announcement of truth,

Spoken from the mouth,

An oral declaration of love,

Scared out of one's wits,

Butterfly sensation within,

For fear of rejection,

Intrigue,

For the answer to the statement,

The mind in limbo,

Frustrated,

Impatient......  

An Innocent Rendezvous

A seed of doubt was sown,

Sown deep in the chamber of the mind,

The seed which would grow to a thought,

The thought that would demand time,

To create an innocent vision,

Creating dreams of a kind,

Attracting cupids arrow,

Sending an arrow deep,

A rendezvous of the heart and mind,

The yearning for a connection, 

For that Angel that has caught your eye,

A fairy tale to come true,

So one could become two,

The Nuance of Repeating Thoughts

The mind was familiar with the nuance of the repeating thoughts,

Like a herd of elephants stampeding a way through the valley,

Violated intrusion,

Shades of meaning masked in rising dust,

Nuanced thinking,

Mental confusion,

Thinking out loud,

Shallow thinking of the false and the truth,

Trying to understand the emotions felt,

With eyes engaged in an nuanced glance,

As one tries to figure it out,

With perseverance in mind,

A FOOL'S Journey

It takes time for a heart to heal,

But does not heal completely,

Lessons in love can take its toll,

From little scratches to puncture wounds,

The heart that has been torn in two,

To vex a heart endlessly,

For love to have vexed a mortal soul for an eternity,

The pain vexes the hurt on a level unexplainable,

Heart broken from this day then tomorrow,

Photos of  past loves pile the piles,

Searching for a true love on a fool's  journey one must go,

The soulmate to seek, 

Aware of cupids vendetta to send his arrow deep,

To bring loves misery,

Perseverance in dreaming of a fairy tale to come true,

That the next greatest love,

That could be you, 

 

 

Sentry Guard of the Mind

Friend or Foe,

Challenged the Sentry Guard of the mind,

A whisper from the dark,

A Spirit walker in your dream,

Who goes there ?

The Sentry Guard commands,

A creation of your manifestation

Created from the depth of  your mind,

I am the conscious thought,

A vulture circling within,

That chose to engage with,

With the issue you created,

Which is now selected in the subconscious mind,

A vicious circle programmed,

Entry denied the Sentry Guard yells,  

Do not make this a habit Spirit walker,

Your meddling and interference will not be tolerated, 

For the issue created has been accepted, 

End of the debate.

Remains of Puddles

When all the rain has fallen down,

Latter opinions don't mean a thing,

And the dirge is over,

Survived the lamentation of grief,

All that remains are puddles,

When the storm is over,

Clouds disperse,

Rays of sun will shine through with a warming glow,

To ignite life into you,

With a smile,

You can live again,

United We Must Become

If a tweet could reach the World,

A message that could be heard,

In times of doubt,

With all effected,

A union of souls all in hope,

That life can return to normal,

For a loss that is endured for some,

The loss is felt by everyone,

At a time of hope and faith,

For those that are trying to save the human race,

United the World must become,

To overcome what has come,,,,,,,,,,,,,