Ripples in the pond of life
Emanate from the core
Reverberating as echos...
When the pebble of decision
Follows the action
Of the first step.... drop
Lady LilyLady Lily and the Woodsman
She is she...
The blossoming lily,
Floating on the lake of serenity...
Beckoning him from the woods of despair...
To drink of the water
That quenches his spirit
And fills him with the ripples
Of joyful, calm love.
He is he...
Stepping from the abyss
Of the darkness of the woods...
To fill his palm
With the clear water
Embodying the elegant spirit
And quench his thirst,
Of letting his old soul
By the joyful, calm love
Together they are complete.
Life ThoughtLife Thoughts
Enacted only by the mind's agenda, is unfulfilled...
Ruled only by the heart's emotion, is unimaginable...
Evolving from the nexus of the two Realms intertwined, is truly complete...
Snowflakes fall, blood is in the air,
Covering white figure of pride,
Lying forceless on the ground,
Having no strength to fight with the snow,
Nor even with reality,
Which drifts down from the empty sky,
Where the moon cannot be seen,
Where birds cannot be heard,
At which wolves can only howl.
The Truth to LifeDo we have a purpose, is a question one will often ask
Is there a higher power out there, some greater task
The truth will hurt many, not only a few
People have a hard time dealing with that which is true
There is nothing greater that watches your back
Deal with it, stop crying and build your own stack
You are responsible for the life that you lead
It is not someone else's fault when you don't get what you need
If one wants the stars, they must be grabbed by one's own hand
Nothing in life is freely given there is no promised land
So the question remains, why are we here
For those without faith, the answer is painfully clear
We live only for today and if we are lucky the morrow
To us there is no afterlife, but that brings us no sorrow
Self improvement is our main goal and it starts in the here and now
We refuse to be filled with illusions of grandeur and get fat off them like a cow
The best of us seek improvement in every area we can
Without the proper balance of self there can be no co
Lone Wolf's CryYou walk alone,
You are the Wolf that walks alone.
You have no friends, none of your kind,
Will there ever be a friend for you to find?
You walk in sadness, and despair,
No one to love you, anywhere.
The world is cruel,
The world is mean,
You walk alone,
This is your prayer,
A mournful song,
You have never had anywhere to belong.
This is your howl,
Your sad, sad cry.
Crying beneath the open sky.
Does anyone hear you?
Are you truly alone?
Does anyone care about you?
And your bitter moan?
Others walk for you not to find,
They dont care, they have peace of mind.
You walk alone on a desolate plain,
Will you ever have a home again?
Will anyone cry, weep, wail, or moan,
At the death of the Wolf that walks alone?
If a Lion Could SpeakThe world churns this body,
has been my whitish ipecac,
like a big tongue in the gut,
has made me hurtle words.
I am a refinery, a plant that shits beauty.
Im tired and frightened, that is depression,
Ive said it before. Nothing is everything is love,
and no great love for the man'inventing.
Touch me off, go back to the aether,
monkey fist, half-hitch, noose.
Love is a sandpaper, it smooths corners,
it bevels edges, it makes dust of us,
finally we go back to the wind.
Every ribcage is a ladder with rungs
of bone. Im glad Im thin
so I can count how high I have to go.
On the hunt, the devil grass hurts
my eyes. Id rather sleep,
Id rather yawn my children into petted being.
The thousand frights between
my lips have made such games
of ivory shaking in the voice of earth.
Down at the r
Asexual loveNext to each other, we lay, eyes looking skywards. The deep green grass tickles my skin while the moisture of morning dew hangs in the air. I turn my head and she turns hers. Our eyes meet, and at once, we feel the connection that has sparked so long ago. Both of us had felt that powerful connection, in which the souls meet, not just our eyes.
Shyly, she holds out her hand and I eagerly take it. Together, our fingers twine. Her warmth is soothing. I feel no lust, as much as she is beautiful for even now, there is no need for lust. Only love.
Our sides begin to touch. I wrap my free arm around her in an odd sort of hug. She giggles softly at this and hugs me back.
How our love sparkles, beneath the dawn sky. Even though there are no witnesses, the presence of each other is the only thing I hold most dear.
I may not know a lot, but I do know this love is not just a mixture of hormones and chemicals. Its real.
My friend - I move to speak,
For in you I shall confide,
Of an emptiness bore deep inside,
Shadows - where I hide.
How long has it been thus,
Since I was hence torn apart?
A being void in nothingness,
Lacking feeling of a heart.
Remnants of a shadowed past
Have drifted beyond the seal,
Yet forever locked away are those
Memories of how to feel.
Oh' how frail is the heart,
To collapse in the conquering fist!
Submit! unto that which bore you,
Darkness of the endless abyss.
And what remains born of this,
When darkness takes back the heart?
Only the nothing left behind,
Existing where nobody aught.
This nonexistence lay not within,
Supreme darkness - nor in the light,
But in the ever void - where lies,
A want for hearts taken flight.
The keepers of the want are naught,
The nonexistent ones.
Taking heartless - watching heartfelt won,
Keeping all - yet feeling none.
Deep within the realm of twilight,
Shadows of nobody - can you see?
In a world that never was,
the god memorandum
I hear your cry.
It passes through the darkness, filters through the clouds, mingles with starlight, and finds its way to my heart on the path of a sunbeam.
I have anguished over the cry of a hare choked in the noose of a snare, a sparrow tumbled from the nest of its mother, a child thrashing helplessly in a pond, and a son shredding his blood on a cross.
Know that I hear you, also. Be at peace. Be calm.
I bring thee relief for your sorrow for I know its cause ... and its cure.
You weep for all your childhood dreams that have vanished with the years.
You weep for all your self-esteem that has been corrupted by failure.
You weep for all your potential that has been bartered for security.
You weep for all your talent that has been wasted through misuse.
You look upon yourself with disgrace and you turn in terror from the image you see in the pool. Who is this mockery of humanity staring back at you with bloodless eyes of shame?
Karate-kaWe are the ones you'd least expect
to know anything of strategy or warfare.
We are the ones who never start fights,
But are quite willing to end them if need be.
We are not the trouble-makers in life,
But neither are we the straight-A students.
Some of us toe the line on issues more than others,
But for the most part, we blend in.
For all our camouflaging ways, however,
We are the ones who stand alone
Against the struggles of everyday life.
Some of us neither want, nor need, anyone to stand beside us.
We have our philosophies to keep us warm at night,
Our creeds to sing us to sleep.
Our weapons are our teddy-bears,
And our katas lead us to dream.
KakuHidaHe watched the world through pain hooded eyes
Hiding fromt he hate
And ignoring the lies
Purple eyes closed as the hurt became to much
He held himself gently
Desperate for a tender touch.
Dragging himself upright he gasps as the twinge
A masochist in agony
He found the joy over before it begins
His steps were labored as he ran through the night
To forget about the fight
Sometimes being immortal can be undesiarable
When the only man you love
Finds you uncompliable.
The fit of rage was so much worse then the last
He finds his strengh fading
And gives in to the inevitable collapse
The footsteps he hears coming
Bring a tightness to his chest
He knows this strong football
So much better then the rest
He closes his eyes and braces himself for the blow
But the hand he now feels
Expresses the love thats rarely shown.
He looks at the unmasked face
At the stiches and the eyes
He lets his tears fall
Dropping his disguise
A quiet "I'm so sorry" is whispered in his ear
He is pull