I turn my back in the swimming maze,
praise we do hold fortunes in a mysterious phase.
If I look away,
we must reface, the misting houses an attractive path for me to pave.
Alone in shades of grey, keep up the pace for love,
as alone I pardon the feathers weight.
Oh these days,
the survivors cup pressures the disappointment of moneys game.
One in a million, to take breath of a good life away.
Carry away the desires, in the right way, competing values put afray.
In a world that’s frivolous,
an unbounded thought for society to ponder,
and see the magic of matter - as are blessings of water.
Growth is to push and strangle all the strings of universe’s wonder.
Married are we, in pulsing stars branching sights from heavens gaze
so the next time you fall from shame.
know the best days are silver lined, from dark clouds and dismay
My child of galaxy
clean away the 808s and their curfews of pain.
silly thieves that draw cold, from egos bruised trying to get a penny or two
Arrest at once the vices of dystopia,
so we function a greater mind the skeleton knew.
Certain forces shout to compel greed and lust the tinder
To spark a foolish wood
I still do not believe in their truth as it mimics stupidity
as it should.
Alchemist draw your bow and take a fro, the last gasp of surrender the weeds it sows
Glance of dust brings all to arrest.
Maybe jovial, or a slip of tongue
for nights the dreary wrung ,
in a settled place for a fortitudes tongue
steady are the words to lend a phrase, smithing meaning as iron would.
Try as I did,
to harden the bright of white from pressure of truancy,
that way we uplift with the feel of buoyancy
