Reality

I’d say that love is like pencil shavings.

No, I’d say that death is like pencil shavings.

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Halloween is for
The ones deceiving
Birthdays come
From us conceiving
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Home comes in many shapes and sizes,
more than one realizes,
a person,
a place,...

Dreams are something,
are they not,
that grace us every day,
to wander off the beaten...

Can you hear me??
Somebody please!
My feet have blisters,
My legs, they bleed.
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Never start to believe what others perceive to be real only have the belief for what you can see and feel...

When the terror act hits,
Where does the tears fall?
Who gets to make their wish?

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I watched the stars yesterday. I wondered who I am, and who you are. What I wanted wasn’t real, it wasn’t...

Men with guns come from a poor mothers womb,
played happily in their yards and got a diluted...

I live in different world,
Not this world of fallacy and lies...
I live in another world,...

I live in different world,
Not this world of fallacy and lies
I live in another world,...

If I told the whole world; "There is nothing but greed on this planet".
I bet you'd feel a cold...

( I wrote this poem some years ago )

I want to say this with great care, don’t let Jealousy fill...

Why does my mind travel, why does it drift off. I'm losing it. I think. Storming swirling around, thoughts...

Caterpillar-green wings
flutter beneath timid shine.
Blossoms of rugged branches
once...

Philosophers think while poets feel.
Both explorers of what’s been ignored;
the call of new...