My Body is the Holiest of Temples
Possessing in it
The Power of a Soul
Unbridled
Caressing in its gaze
The Possibility
Of All Climactic Change
Of Ethereal Successes
Of an Unmasked Beauty
Ne’er Seen Before its time.
My Body is the Holiest of Temples
And for its diligence to my being
I give it praise.
Life is hilarious, saddening, and confusing. All at the same time.
She wears a cloak made of sadness,
Carries a scepter full of tears,
Totes a crown filled with madness,
And sits upon a throne of fears.
Ruler of her kingdom,
She sits amongst her peers.
An empire of no one
Brought to nought despite the years.
My thoughts leave me
Conflicted.
Mental misgivings
Of a life barely lived
A sitch barely owned
A love barely had
Confusion entwined in the
Ribbons of race and the
Trappings of space that can
Barely contain my
Emotional
Confusion.
My thoughts leave me
Conflicted.
As I sit and I wonder
Should I stay or I go?
While time ticks asunder
And my pile of work grows.
Still my heart
Ever beating,
My mind
Ever teeming
Runs up and down paths
With no merit to show.
My thoughts leave me
Conflicted.
And it’s all I can do
Not to scream to the sky
Or throw a few blows
Or helplessly cry
If only
If only
If only
If only
It helps me stop being
Conflicted.
"Today, I’d like to remind you to take everything one step at a time. Display an authentic iteration of yourself proudly and gracefully to the world, and then, do not worry. Whatever is meant to be, will be, at it’s good and appointed time. Release control, pain, and anger. Allow life to happen, let God be God, and lastly, enjoy the ride."
— A Poetic Soul
"There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart’s desire. The other is to gain it."
— George Bernard Shaw, Man and Superman (via girlwithoutwings)
(Source: quote-book)
About your spirit
That attracts me.
Like a moth
To a flame
I am drawn
Into your blinding
Light.