The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts. ~Marcus Aurelius~
25.2023.08
Poem featured here: https://open.substack.com/pub/introvertedsage/p/sos?r=29gi64&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
The nerves start to twitch and I’… All in the guise of sense making. The levels of will this is taking. As the barriers prepare for their… Dancing in the waves of the mind.
How could I even begin to repay When all that I have is the words… You’ve made up my year, my month,… My inner child now wanting to come… Connect with the Ones
Asked for a sign You always show me Said someone new Was coming to know me Lessons learned
When you think that you know that… you definitely do not tell anyone… you only know what you know you don’t know what they know just like they don’t know what you…
Step up in line It’s your time to shine. Check your inbox A message from the Divine. No longer can you hide.
My poems tell a story But I post them out of order. All this la di da in my brain– nee… With words– it’s become a hoarder. Or do I have a disorder?
If you care about your health Know, knowledge is real wealth! Check your labels and check them t… Poison to harm, what it does– not so nice.
Wrong is wrong is wrong is wrong. Lack of that reality Does not make you strong. In fact it says weak. An existance that’s bleak.
Sex sells! Is what’s repetitiously yelled. Advertised by the empty souls. Total control their only goal. Truth be told
Can I just lie in your lap for a… For my heart will not let me get u… Millions of lifetimes remembered. Some paths that seem to get stuck. I don’t know if time is my friend…
Some days I can write and lose tr… some I can not write at all I sit and I think what could be blocking me what has me stalled
The bigger they are The harder they fall. Doesn’t just apply To the ones big and tall. This is for those
As the paint begins to chip the faucets steady their drip. The tree stands tall. As the floors they strain and creak.
They all laugh when they hear what… Throwing their shoes. You’re a pity. You’re a fool. Fear of the New and the ruler of… What’s under the surface beginning…
Wake up cold world. Do you see what’s happening now? As time around you whirls. Who will take the final bow? Is your life how you imagined?