Light…
Is all this just math…
Or is this patchwork of processes….
Blessed by a Divine Mass…
Or perhaps all by chance…
Faith beckons me to step back…
And ponder on the place of man…
Within this perfect program…
Parse through each data point…
To find some logic…
And anoint a joint force…
From this masterful prose…
Access to the Divine code…
The strings behind all known and unknown…
One of the many masterpieces that inspire those peaceful pieces of me…
Intro: A One Act Monologue…Sanity defined…
Today they dared to dissent…
Upset the levers set for peace…
Belief that there is more to life…
Than what they see…
What we dream is being the peacekeepers…
Pacify these beastly beings…
Through our wisdom and speech…
And if need be…
Faith so “sharpened” by divinity…
Our right beneath the sun…
Ones with the sacred trust…
Manifest through divine texts…
Success based on more of us…
And less of them!
Who would’ve thought we’d rise…
From a state of near demise…
To this place of pride…
And these things think they have the right!?
To spite us!?
They try and try!
But they will fail!
For we have faith and fate on our side!
The power of the divine!
The power of might!
To swoop in and sweep these things…
Into the darkness of endless night!
Never again will we stay silent…
Forever now we shall be tyrants…
All these pieces hold onto a single thought…
A single memory that tempts me to believe…
That if I could piece back together these pieces of me…
I would be able to see who I am…
So I grasp a piece…
Raise it up to my eyes…
I see…
A form of me I’ve been trying so hard to hide…
Those with sight are still blind…
For my smiles hide all pains inside…
You can’t see my heart…
Only this facade…
Well crafted “Art”…
Tailored to each individual part I must play…
Sadness is that stowaway…
Forever locked…
Keys exchanged for this scarred face…
Pain…
The root of all of us…
You are a star….
Let the other lights dye dark…
Show your shine…
Don’t let the other lights parse through your life…In their attempts to break you down from your goals…
You by yourself are whole…Remain bold…
Always keep your will stowed by your heart..
Taking risks and hits because of who you are…
Wondering why your spark seems so small…
Each thought that you recall is accompanied by a silent bawl…?
Fallacy in mind and thought…!
You are more than who or what you think you are…
You are your own star…
Life need not be lived large…
Only matters of the heart should take part in making your mark upon this world of Art…
Whether it’s through small deeds or large feats of glory…
Understand that you are a star of your own story…
Don’t give in to the pressures of “fitting” in…
Let the lights around you…
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Love..Likes…
Feelings on ice…
Should I feel remorse for the truest thoughts I’ve spoken…?
Hoping to rewind back the hands of time…?
So I could take back just one line?
With a 4 letter word, followed by “you”…?
I can’t…
I refuse…
Never have I met someone so in synch with me in facets I never even thought to conceive…
Where thoughts of mine used to go to be all alone…
Now have someone to hold on and show the world…
Never have I met someone who loves the written word more than me…
The ability to humanize and bring tears to my eyes…
For your thoughts have so much depth and emotion…
Your words helped me entertain the notion that what I write…
Has meaning…That there is no ceiling to the impact I could make on your life…
That “like” is only the beginning…
So I can wait…
In fact I know one day…
I’ll find that “star gate” straight into your heart…
Where I hope to forever reside in the warmth of your love…
Maybe I’m already there waiting…
I can wait…
I will wait…
I have no worries..
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Intro: A little experimental. Our shared faiths…
Love & Faith…
Beams from beanstalk seeds…
Birth beneath erupts rosaries…
Each speak of beliefs in Beings…
Paths rooted in need…
A reason to be…
Foreseen through infinite means…
As this scene means more than what we see…
For faith has but one tree…
From which all beliefs be…
Bumbling beeing humbly meet…
Mix scents into similes…
My belief…
Yours and in between…
Shared seeds…
Faiths’ finity is so sweet…
Imagine a world where all infants survive…
To see the age of five…
Where no one is no longer deprived…
Of their right to life…
Imagine that kid mixing sand and sticks…
Gets that chance to become something big…
A scientist?
A teacher?
Or a just living sibling…
Humans kindling beautiful thoughts and dreams…
No more nightmares…
For now life has now become fair…
Silent Scholar 