Man’s musest isle

Here my deigns so struck but isn’t one too soon,
Who would be man but without their torments,
This walking dead that we call life,
I’m not light nor am I so dark,
Isn’t the sun too bright I’ll dim for a while,
Isn’t the moon too dark but I too am darker,
No, just walk along and I’ll be day.
My wrists twisted from words and ill thought,
This soothing sound of inner realm unheard,
Provide me reason to give you a thought too low,
All the moons destroyed and I alone,
A sun bearing but small flame is mine,
This simple blessing so easy to take,
Yet so easy to forget, let me sigh and drink,
Then slowly thought again that then became him man.

No bass to play

And then he’s in the room darkest and touched,
No song to squeeze, no rhyme to please,
As happened was the story mighty q man he launched,
Was there a splendid creation than the love between,
So sombre yet so sweet only for heaven to envy,
A blisséd sky, a beautiful sky, red and the moon narrow,
The gustle of that wind drew away. He thought loud and knew himself well.
Then awoke to find no melody to hear, no string to tune,
There was no bass to play down here,
A world up there, more tunes aloud,
Give me peace and I’ll give only love.

Noble Man – IV

In the while I was living was near,
A subtle word spoken but not found,
Single steps taken but thus far gone,
But then it came to me in single sleep,
A figure ne in clouds nor by light,
Was There; was Here; Ephereal, Silent;
Do I not say His Name and not tremble?
And He knows all the pain I had went through,
And He hears all the words I never spoke,
That shall my erst clipped wings be made again,
That neither redbull nor coke can restore,
Walks through the several rooms world-laden,
Each and ev’ry eth’real metre thought,
Then His hopes and dreams me long sought,
Ne not His presence was my fear described,
He dances through, reappearing all round,
My head dazzled by neither logic nor spark,
How can I live a life so simple, free?

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The rabbit says

A number echoes through the window,
Then suddenly it lapses to degree,
But zero the number is not so,
As it dances, suddenly it leaps;
Then we rise from null to full,
There our zero becomes an eight,
Once it stirs we find ourselves,
Taps gently onto the edges known, Read More

His road to walk

Weeping, going, so far alone,
Although, but noon, so lost from hearth;
Besought and fought, for heart contained,
Walked, ran but find; lest null be known,
Ere brought; erelong fair silence here,
Alighting from the station hence,
Imbuing self with light to clear,
Who wished and thought his gains be had. Read More

Great dealings

If shook but never leave,
Gulps a blood fair poison,
Boils another, ah a world;
To have shunned mine, nay;
For yonder fall, to fall,
Wishes an escape from here,
Alas no sight beaut here, Read More

We and Motion

Where I am Born, there I shall Die,
I know Wrong that I have done Right,
Give Justice for none mine Resolved,
Corporeal world one percent,
That night the most beautiful time,
For humanity economic animals be,
Lest they be the greatest joke in history;
Nay, for it is as fact so we speak,
All humans are born social animals,
As we communicate freely and motion freely,
Thus, we do unto others how they shall unto us.