Night ending.
Light bending
Around the earth.
Cold gives birth
And the warmth is born.
Darkness delivers our dawn.
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new. Kindness
kill them with kindness
instead of mindless violence
i think we’re all getting tired
of finding crying orphans.
(new)
Brahma yawning in his morning
is like to your first days dawning.
On his mid-day even demons do pray.
At brahma’s last breath
the devil leapt to his death
and regained his step by My side;
for in his pride he realised My might.
My will was done
and is to this day
so heed what I say.
Forget prophets and pray.
Miss out the messiah
make no mistake.
It’s only your soul at stake.
myth or religion
short thought;
when does a religion become just another dead myth?
who is to say the ancient beliefs are any less possible?
When writing a history of the ancients, why can’t they be known as beliefs instead of myths?
stars (new)
you cannot change the number of stars in the sky
but we can try.
in the twinkle of an eye
is my desire.
where fire-like flames
lay claim to all we survey
and we may find a way.
We may find a way to change
the number of stars in the sky;
if we try.
stone in my shoes blues
I’ve a stone in my shoe
That’s givin’ me the blues
So I’m gonna walk on through
And hope it works itself loose.
what cheers me up
my daughter
Weed
Rock music of almost any kind
My friends
The charity shop where I work (when I can)
Poetry
