Dead Poet’s Society


2020

I see rage, I see envy,

Staring deep in the darkness of epitome.

I see blossom, I see connection. 

Doses of affection yet to be connected.

 Love me and I love you, the soul God has blessed us with perfect  imperfections.

I see love, I see happiness,

Granted I choose the path of righteousness,

Money is the power of greed,

A pathetic fallacy in one which we all seem to agree,

Are we able to sacrifice the thoughts of insecurity to sustain happiness from the trees of what we are destined to be,

Or are we trapped?

Recycling a life through a life full of unwanted needs. 

I pray we are bestowed with gratification of contentment,

It is I, not you to pick my destined assessment

Beware of the devil’s trickery,

As you may find yourself living a life full of resentment. 

Stay true to your power as it is you, who conquer your greatest admirer’s

Don’t let fear be the X factor of what defines you,

As we are all beating to conquer the devil on our shoulders, waiting for us to fall into the trap of the fires. 

11/11/21

Stay true within the power rested upon the potential of your high’s and low’s

 Humbleness resonates in the darkness of one’s abode

Reject thoughts of self-loathe and dance to the angels who gifted you love with a purifying soul.

Stay proud, Stay satisfied, Stay loving, Stay kind .

Kinship ties us to serve a beautiful purpose in one’s state of mind.

Don’t undo past mistakes, as time is the devil in all of our escapes,

The universe has a funny way of rewarding us. 

Time is your compass to bury emotional melancholy,

Time is precious,

Time is your friend,

Time is your unspoken enemy,

How funny of time to laugh with empty remedies,

Time is rain showering a soul with pain you have no purpose to maintain.

Believe in yourself, 

Because Time won’t wait for you to stay.


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