Sunday, March 13, 2011

Poem 72 of 365 / Eased Thoughts

Eased Thoughts

Listening to the wonderful voices of music as I stare into the broad outside, brings me closer to the brighter vision of how life and myself uniquely coincide.

I sit against my window of inspirations, encouraging my thoughts to roam free, enflamed deep in the love I’m livin’ and allowing it to take hold and become the things I need.

Trapped in an environment so free, I am able to sideswipe its pain,
The ability to except the efforts life gives me as this dense reality becomes easier and easier to ascertain.

My worries become tactful medication to the issues I soon come to understand, my horrific insights transforms into meaningful delights and my insanity becomes a solid substance I’m able to quickly comprehend.

Watching the mimicking occurrences of how we the people act, and how easily we let our fears hold us back, how quickly we create unbalance and chaotic havoc towards the love we hold dear, the irony of doing something to ensure once it lost, we never get it back.

This is the view from my window, these thoughts create the sights I see,
The freedom I use as my communicative pillow continuously laid these thoughts to ease.

Twisted undulation of fulmination disguised as simple appreciation smacks my back!

No comments:

Post a Comment