Adrift From You

The oceans know no bounds to the fury set in my heart.

I go day and night longing for your sweet embrace. My cup offering infuses me with worry that you’ll leave and never come back. Now sorrow buries me lovesick.

In my own wonderful imagination, we are united again traveling along the seasons in love. How vast is the ocean of love that set a path for victory? Adrift You render me solid grazing along the waters with delight. Thinking of you makes me strong.

My heart races forth to reunite with you again. On that great day, when we gather into company our love will shine together once more and my soul will be in heaven.

 

 

 

Bittersweet Reels

The taste of remorse fills her tongue with the cold harsh truth.

Every day seems to sour after her twin flame of tomorrow.

Weeping her spirit cries, “Why can’t we be together again?”

The memory returns it was the hour of time when the truth ran free only to be caught and covered up with lies.

In the shadows, she wandered lost trying to keep sane with her sensational ambition to win.

Yet, still on that day the sun set and the moon arose. With the moon shining below dreadful deeds were done against the soul.

Outside that furious night, she lived smiling hoping that at forgiveness door she could meet her freedom from the pain.

She knocks…

Offering forgiveness she lingers there until bitterness showed up to whisper to her that it would not leave until her heart was free and healed.

Day and night she was tormented with thoughts unkind. Her heart filled with pain and want.

In the pool of her tears, she remembered the words whispered to her by bitterness. Suddenly she arose from where she lay, looking up at the shining full moon of the night ‘s sky she released bitterness from her heart to the air.

In that silence all was not lost as she regained her healing letting go of all the crumbs of energy left behind from bitterness. she left the house of forgiveness smiling. For the first time in a long time, she felt free.

In the light of the day shining upon her beautiful face, she left the house of forgiveness smiling. For the first time in a long time, she felt free.

 

Source: Bitter

The Harmony of Our Instrumental Art

In our visions, we see better days and a brighter tomorrow for all that rests in our passionate art of our own wonderful human imagination.

We are that imaginative muse, aren’t we? That fairytale alive we call life.

Summer days call in the rebuke of all that live shining in like a stable objection to death.

Day by day we seek, we sour, and in that hour of demise, we see clearly the story of us.

Illusions can mask intentions but those who eventually find the substance of truth can see past any pending doubt that looms.

It is together we blissfully sustain our abundance of love in the classic art of infused collective consciousness.

In harmony, we graze the sands of indifference and reach the peak of peace triumphant.

We are all unique souls possessing instrumental talents that allow us to play our own tune thriving for our own pitch in the symphony song called, life.

We all serve a purpose and contribute greatly to the song each in our own way. Hence, there is never one too many for all play their part in time and in with necessity.

As a beautiful distinct harmonious tune, sharing and caring our gifts life becomes that much more interesting.

Source: Harmony

Spike Me

All the words in the world wouldn’t do my spike justice.

That drink with the yum and the delightful kick yeah that’s my flavor.

It cost me sorrow but I redeemed myself in the light of the day and within the center of my soul where love lives.

So…I sip, I dance, I spike.

Out my victory, the seasons deliver a special place within myself to be free without harm.

Source: Spike

FAQ About Chuckle

The best is yet to come they say…

The bounty is there but where are the spoils?

In the darkest of days, minds ponder what the heart already knows.In the fool’s mind, each cherished night casts the light of the moon to guide the way to our sustainable illumination.

In the fool’s mind, each cherished night casts the light of the moon to guide the way to our sustainable illumination.

So what then shall we do to get our fill of amusement?

Chuckle more with vigor at the course of our direction. Then in perfect time joyously laugh our heartbeats away into the abyss of humor.

Why then should we let our playfulness end without living with enjoyment? Our answer resonates at the peak of purpose that rests in our own desired decision.

Seriousness meets chuckle while chuckle meets the actor’s laugh.

Source: Chuckle

Phases of Unraveling 

Unravel your clothes and take me inside of your womb…

Others don’t see me but you do.

I can taste you on my lips and see you in my heart.

Can we share some time on the other side of the moon?

Others say it’s tragic how we entangle ourselves. Yet, we continuously unite in blissful conflict. Can’t you realize we are one?

You know you need me sometimes, as I need you. We balance our temptations as fierce opposers yet we remain true. You call me weakness and you cast me away as a filthy desire but you know our history.

Justice declares us hostile to change but you know better not to leave me. We need each other. Together from ashes of your suppression, we can rise triumphantly as a beautiful duality.

Love, Your Darkside

Source: Unravel

Denial At All Costs?

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It’s cruel they say that thin line between love and hate.

If lovers can’t relate then denial is their fate. Temptation looms in desperation for an appealing alternative.

As callous intentions fuse drastic measures falter making their beds tragically into a cradle of lies. They Kiss.

Whispers in the dark erect like a rose-waving in the winds with breaths of deception casting its shadows in the light of the sun.

The innocents cry out for justice and declare themselves as wounded.

Yet, justice is for those who wait patiently until fairness blooms in their favor.

And what of the dove, the blind, and the perfectly indifferent muses?

It is love until winter comes and the vibrant lust once shared dims into a clueless obsession.

Denial vs. Reality

Sometimes denial allows the opportunity for us to suppress our inner knowing in order to protect our heart from pain. In some cases, it can seem easier to practice denial than to accept the truth so that we don’t have to confront a potentially cruel and harsh reality.

Yet, denial in its duality can also serve us as a defense against false allegations. In such cases, denial is our most faithful companion as we proclaim our truth in the midst of our judgment.

However, often denial can be our go to suppressor of our inner voice of truth. This occurs as painful circumstances seem too overwhelming to accept making denial seem more preferable. So often then denial is used to cover the truth.

Despite the best of efforts though the truth always remains even if it is masked under the wings of denial. Eventually, a moment arises where the light of the truth is blatantly exposed yet, denial is always there to send the light’s penetrating rays into the darkness of non-existence by offering us, blindfolds.

It can be challenging to take our blindfolds off the ones used to keep your heart from screaming in pain.

That inner voice is very tempting to embrace it whispers, “This is not happening…” Which soothes our fears and offers a delay to our untreated inevitable outcomes. However, if we decide to take our blindfolds of denial off we can reach the truth and heal whether internal or external factors that are involved in our life experience.

Recovery can occur by confronting the truth hidden within ourselves or our unpleasant hurtful situations. This immersive confrontation is beneficial to our life journey and offers opportunities for us to learn and grow.

person-451713_640Pain is worth confronting even if it means it will bruise our hearts. Avoiding being hurt or not wanting to hurt someone with the truth can only last for so long.The truth is there always lingering in the shadows until it’s acknowledged.

Pain is worth confronting even if it means it will hurt. By practicing denial to avoid being hurt or not wanting to hurt someone with the truth can only last for so long.The truth is always there lingering in the shadows until it’s recognized or exposed.

By confronting pain in these instances where denial is being used to avoid being hurt healing can begin much sooner rather than later if we so choose. Acknowledgment and eventually release of our pain or hurt feelings allows a way for us to recover in a healthy productive way.

Source: Denial