Future PromisesFuture's promises.
Future promises us many things.
the future can give us hope
the future can spark the courage
to do what is neccissary,
what you feel is right
that is the power of moral values
in time, these values will shape your future
in mind and body
in heart and soul
change will occur
and then skitter past as time goes on
although the past is behind you.
memories still remain
good or bad, they will always stay,
to haunt you, or complete you.
Memories shape the future.
they can be your memories
or someone elses.
memories can turn words into perspectives
perspectives that are shared
can change the world.
Future can promise us many other things.
a future can promise us family.
a future can promise us life.
a future can promise us change
change can promise more in the future
and that change just completes the circle of time.
all these shape our worlds future
we best put them to good use.
Passion of the Music.Music
The neverending serenade of compassion
filling the body with pleasure beyond dreams,
more than even my most avid sexual desires.
When the notes flow through my ears,
a thousand choirs of angels blast into my mind
creating the most enjoyable tones that are beyond words.
Your fingers, either floating gently over a piano key,
or playing the strings with the strongest focus.
With all senses intuned to the idea;
that even perfection has no control over the imagination.
Some attempt to create music for payment and self gain.
I create music for the feelings.
the feelings that no matter what endevours I pursue,
only the sweet sound of music has no imperfections,
and no limitations to what you can create,
and what you can accomplish.
Winters' WispsSnow is falling.
Drifting in the air through the freezing chill
touching down gracefully on all surfaces
melting on skin, clinging to trees
blanketing the world in white wonder.
I wonder what it feels like
to be a snowflake.
The White WallWhat to do, what to do.
This space is white
Change is in order.
Perhaps a light yellow Hue
bringing smiles to peaples faces
perhaps bringing back memories of laying in summer flowers
the warmth of the sun eminating from it's surface.
Maybe a red.
A strong color of determination.
igniting courage in the hearts of the viewer
creating the ideas of change, freedom, justice
and a strong sense of hope.
There is also blue.
The color of the calm, the peacefull and kindness.
the color that brings out imagination,
thousands of thoughts flooding into your mind
all because of one color.
The feeling of relaxation just from its presence.
Memories of mountains covered by trees,
fields filled with flowers stretching to the horizon
The welcoming embrace where all problems drift away
and only happy memories and warmth remain.
But still, this white is here...
and it wont go away.
blank of any feature, like the surface of the moon.
no air, no life, no sky or clouds, just white.
The Burns of Stress.Stress
As the exhaustion overtakes you
and the bruises from all the mental bashes
and the emotions running wild in your head collide,
You collapse into a heap
of broken feelings
the features of the ground pronounced tenfold
as even the tiniest sounds feel like strong blows to your ears
and every single emotion turn into liabilities
to your mental existance
you break in two
in mind and body.
sitting there alone.
skittering away into your subconcious mind.
away from pain, missery and exhaustion.
You cower under the pressure
of the truth that reality is something you must return to
where all the problems that caused you to be this way
repeat themselves everyday to everyone.
Gliding over the water
spreading like disease through the trees
engulfing the world in it's bleak abyss
Creating an endless gray horizon
I have never met you in person
Yet it feels like I've known you for all time
When we first met
I know we probably both had doubts
but keeping you happy at that time
was all that I could live for
and will be always
You have been through tough times
and through those, so have I
but throughout those time's we have shared
You were all that mattered
and will be always.
We wouldn't have to be together
to know how much we love each other
yet it's not a coupled love that most experience
it's all connected
to something much larger that can never be broken.
and will be always.
S.E.M. Poem: Heart.S.E.M
The heart is the most precious thing we have
Yours speaks to me the strongest.
Powerful in it's care and trust
gentle in it's love
radical in it's emotions
yet soft like a mid-summer brook's surface
your skin and hair are as fair as a daisy,
yet your feelings are strong like a roses thorn.
your compassion is wonderful, unwilling to waver
your values; solid as an old mountain stone.
Your beauty and demenour, never ending and kind.
never showing any waver in your hope to strive,
and live with unending joyous content.
These things about you fascinate my very soul.
Some things I have not mentioned
Some, so strong that no one could discribe with a human tounge.
You're amazing to me.
And always will be.
Precursor of Imagination.Dream
As the blackness overtakes you
You feel it
The subtle relaxation of unyeilding comfort
with the feeling of intense happyness
Feeling infinite in its existence
The pillow beneath your head
the blanket covering your body
the very air around you
all seem to slide away
out of existence
and so it begins.