

Burn the Midnight OilEden is aflame An empire set against the Sun Paradise has become a prison Weaponry its wallsBurn the Midnight Oil
Emptiness settles in the sky As people sit comfortably Fattened by the wealth of industry Minds numbed by electric waves
The Seeker mourns compassion A refuge tainted fugue The Sinners are sent to cinders As black clouds cough pandemic They inhale the remnants
Panting, the air stales a mate
Time slowing, the eyes cracked wide They had few words when the well ran dry Speechless and caught awry Like a Virgin slumbering in the


Heaven In Me"The Kingdom of Heaven is within you," Jesus said. Though inside you're lost and feeling dead. So, is this true identity?Heaven In Me
Think you are you and I am me?
The equivalence of a mustard seed.
Perhaps one day you will see
That I am you and you are me A cultivated paradox
The truth within you that unlocks The door in your wall of fettered pain. There's strength within you to attain The perfection that still remains Slightly out of reach.
Until that time, may hearts embracing set you free From sinking sand and drowning sea. God's love ab


Shook the CornerstoneRhythmic calligraphy Tell me what it means Can't think for myselfShook the Cornerstone
Please just think for me
False injected memories Who I've created to be Illusory past and future Please just think for me
Conscious since infancy Sentient I see me See nothing and am set free Please just think for me


Bad AppleA bad taste fell into my throat and caused a barren land to formBad Apple
No water from this wasteland Nothing to quench this seething stench The distractions are much too costly and my fabric line is wearing thin Threadbare at the seams again
I pulled the stem from the apple and fed the wire through A needle for every eye
but you must believe the truth It isn't writ in holy script 'cause the word was made flesh Might wanna take a second glance before trying to ingest
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"I live not in dreams but in contemplation of a reality that is perhaps the future." - Rainer Maria Rilke
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|Phlufii's Gallery|
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*** nature is everything ***
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"Here's to the creation of meaning!"
Lou King
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There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination, living here you'll be free, if you truly wish to be.
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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The world spins while I lie still.
And yeah, creators are usually the art piece's worst critic.
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The world spins while I lie still.
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