Poetic Speech

There are no more periods in my sentences because the words never finish| Reiterating the same thought with every sentence| And reinforcing every plot with every painting| I see the hearts that stumble out blood| Broken and distraught| Cut into pieces| Lost in winds as they glide toward trees| Into soil| Which reproduce to introduce the earth to new love| It's what life is supposed to feel like| Coexisting with your outer beings| Mending a broken life that leads to a new beginning|

Keep it safe| Guilt free| Dissect the contamination from the black plague| Antibiotics working halfway| Halfway gone| Halfway is the freedom bell releasing calm| Infesting with noise| The building's closed!| Step off the premises! Hazardous waste surround the moat| No boat to steer on| The pain of the heartache seems gone| while the headaches from pain's guidance seem strong| The windows are closed| Bricks cracked in the middle begin to fall| One after another the holes grow| An empty vessel begins to form| The Bridge erodes| The wooden doors disassemble as the termites grow| Enter as you please| Much better off inside than outside with all those peasants drowning at sea|

It's so easy to fall behind| The long road and obstacles blocking your way| Hard days turn to lonely nights| No one in sight to see eye to eye| They don't seem to care whether you loathe or love| Always in the background never in sight| They don't notice nor wish to look back| Struggling to socialize mouth becomes paralyzed| Words stumble to a narrow path losing the tracks| So what if you don't blend in| If you see the image from a different view| Stand up and take charge| Stand up to take flight| Soar across the heavens| Observe the beauty that is beneath you| The trees and petals you couldn't see| Begin a new life| Morph into that bird soaring and gliding so ever free| The skies have no limit| Spread your wings endlessly| To the ends of this planet to conquer the galaxies| Search for those who see the world as you see| Those who share the same views| But don't shun those who see differently| Search for that openi...

Life passing by behind bars| Shackled his physical but not his message| His words travel through transmissions| Voice clear with passion| The passion for life| The passion for freedom| Not his own| But those who are not spoken for| You are the voice of the voiceless| And the eyes of the blind| The tapping on the shoulders of those who cover their ears choosing to tune out the cries| From you I've learned of the struggles in Africa| Asia| And my own backyard| From you I've learned to love those who do not have much| I was exposed to the truth| The suffering and injustice my school kept me from| A roaming mind| I never paid attention in class| Not believing what they said| I looked to you for advice| Knowing you would steer me in the right path| Follow the road to the castle and picket the fence| Picket with signs| With letters spelling out their lies| Cover the letters with the blood they splat| And speak with the yells of thos...

I want to live in a place where nights are warm| Days are cold| School is not just a place to lecture but a place to discuss views| Where you and I can argue and agree with only words| No place for abuse| A place where we all swim together and run across the land looking for shade beneath the trees| Where we learn from what we see not only what we hear| The land is an open page waiting for your words to fill| A place where we all hold hands and sing to a harmony for peace| Across every nation interlocked| An everlasting rainbow| glowing past the night|

We all dream of a better tomorrow| I often daydream of a better today| Sleepwalking on a clouded haze| Sheeps dressed as wolves jumping on an open field| A cow gliding over the half crescent moon| No nights nor mornings| Only afternoons| No tall buildings| No skyscrapers| A moss field with roses| On the right, an undiscovered rain forest| The left host the farms| And five miles, there's an ocean| No tyranny in sight| No need for politicians| No oil nor the need for cars| No government| Let nature control our lives| No television| No more propaganda misleading| I see the truth from my window| Everyone runs and shares the land| All living together sharing one rooftop| Eating the earth's offerings from the gardens| I see from the mountaintop a sun that shines so bright| Yet overcasts the skies| Light waves stumble across the waters| Dogs off leashes disobeying owners| A land of hopes and dreams| A land without borders| ...

Her beauty struck a chord| Presence whispered a note| Songs composed from her voice| Soothing melodies with every glance| A masterpiece in every stance| Her eyes glow in the dark| And face shines from the light| These words constructed from her sight| Look created an orchestra| Pianos playing in my hall| Violins gliding back and forth| -An old poem, thought ya'll might enjoy it.