Another day for what is according to a start, The fine tuned lyrics without forms of art, When heart can be thought of as soul, Where inspiration politely pays the toll, Again with the questions & quotes, All of the paper filled with musical notes, Yet not for my benefit of this life I live, So take nothing into account to finally give, Surround me & feel less of what’s finished, Increasing the many things that diminish, Or hold this away from the intent seen, Someday simplifying all that I mean, A message of hope, with ashes & smoke, Recreating a form once shattered & broke.
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The way it appears to feel compelled, Listening carefully to the story they tell, Cautious & curious in what’s surrounding, A choice to accept what life is offering, When a fact changes before I know it, This paradox ironically written for a tiny bit, With affection towards the time of noon, Color selection; structures of a balloon, Fragile power operates around the fool, Ice cold, kind of warm, or maybe just cool, Celebrations mingle in collaboration, Strong relations need a good foundation, If only to continue with out worry, The time is due, yet I’ll try not to hurry.
Start, pause, rise, & surprise, Direction of rotation with metallic eyes, Reflection of a mirrored optimism, A new beginning with this kind of baptism, Rare occasion, yet I’ll prepare a meal, Hungry to the point I feel I want to steal, I really don’t know, but how could I? 61 more words
Select a song to sing for love, Collect the symbols of below & above, A gift given, honored, & shown, Still here, with infancy grown, Show compassion & light, Clear the mind to see with true sight, Of varying ways & simple days, Consistent, parallel, & a form that arrays, Attempt; visualize, & think positive, Continue, hope, & just live, All this & more, after the opened door, Eternal movement guesses for more, The concept of what the past means, Clarity is how a pure intention may seem.
With the ability to find a sense of humor, To acknowledge a question of what it’s for, In other words, it’s possible to be breathless, So let go, follow flow, but don’t be reckless, Too many loose ends & not enough days, To be patient within reasons of many ways, To help the helpless, yet less is more, Freedom to window shop at any fine store, Or the highway of mysterious vanity, Virtue escapes the idea of marrying me, Oh so great, yet not so humble, In other words, stop pouring when it’s full, To go back & correct what I said, It can’t be taken back by what you just read.
The view I see is of just one, Made up of parts of course, for fun, To complete, confuse, amuse, & present, Just more ink on a paper for me to vent, Only the singular amount in binary, The perspective behind eyes that may see, The point is this; completely missed, Solitary mental noise as to only resist, Into commercial confusion with four points, Predictable as the politician they appoint, Forward & backward; a direction to choose, The kitchen has many things to use, Big ideas within the circuitry of what’s told, Find the path or merely reinvent the role.