Saturday, January 9, 2010

Rejuvenation .

The status of a friendship born,
Remains simplistic,
Yet I still uncover the trails of footprints familiar,
Following these steps with interest keen,
They lead to a place I've seen,
The only place where I feel alive,
The only place where every sound silences for the beating of a heart,
These thunderous pulses scream your name,
An identity vague,
Your knowledge of my true presence abides in shade,
Do not leave in discomfort,
Do not run,
Let me show you life,
Let me show you friendship,
Hand in hand,
Let me show you love,
I hold the key you seek,
The key you may have forgotten,
Do to the secrets others cannot keep,
That they are only imitations of your desire,
Answers await past this false reality,
Far past what your eyes can see,
Leave your trust with me,
With out regret nor hesitation,
We shall proceed.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

A Ballad of Inspiration.

Ever had a taste for something you've never had,
But found, in the end, it was only a ballad?
A ballad of a life story.
A ballad of an aspiration.
A ballad of hunger and passion.
Easing out of obscurity, an entity connected and related to you.
It touched your inner soul and had you asking for more.
This evident presence consistently persisted on you to continue singing your song.
This energy within overcame your present thoughts and grasped the aspirations you desired.
And as these illuminations awoke, they cited destinations falling in.
Destinations only day dreamers could imagine, yet made them obtainable.
Imagination was shown as anything and everything,
Creating the world around you as it passed by as fast as the impulse of a thought,
Supplying an entirety of all you never knew,
Yet all, if not more than, you've ever sought.
An entirety abundant of bounties unseen.
Bounties forever prospering and keen.
This inspiration lives for you.
This inspiration lives in you.
It lives for ballads like your own.
Fore without such aspiration there would be no inspiration.

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