TO HIS AWAKENING

the storms brewing ...

do u hear the screens shivering...

anticipation bleeding...

to snooze the time and the forlorn mind...

grooping in the darkness for wats beyond...
yearning to touch n feel the siphoning emptiness...

craving to redefine wat was there, n that is lost...

to learn... to teach - melt the frost and feel ...

to scream n free the mind away from the numbing corpse...

to gather the body limp and cold... to breath in warmth and a part of my soul...

while the storms brewing...

the nites growing... the magic sets in to his awakening

AT THE BRINK

Mind numb with blunder......
Eyes summoning slumber......
Images flashing......fighting the fender......
Smiles n summer...rain n thunder....
Pain exiting....signing surrender......
A lone tear rolls....a silent reminder......
Tommorow I'd be gone.....i am going under.

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