Faith | Inspiration | Expression | Love
One hand, one hand, One step, one step. // One step, one hand, One hand, one step. // This is love, this is love. //
By Muhammad Bayazeed2 years ago in Poets
A cup full of sugar, toast full of butter, mind free of clutter, and love with another; some things are beyond price.
Are you seeing what is going on? Bombs! Bombs! Bombs! Come on people, wake up! Distractions and distractions! Everyone seems lost.
Adolf Hitler is the problem! But, but... Come on people, Didn't he die like 70 years ago? Every era unique demons exist.
Sincerity! Sincerity! Sincerity! Does man not see the severity of sincerity? // What of posterity, dexterity, and celerity!
Bitter batter, bitter batter. // Why be bitter? Just be better. // Be better! Don't be bitter! // Now that's some better, batter,
Dear Heart, // Why do you hide, where do you go? // For a moment all is fine, then I guess I just don't know. //
Shall all with strength sleep away their energies, and shall all stripped of life huff and puff? // Shall all dressed with ability destabilize,
Shipwrecked! Shipwrecked! How I remember being shipwrecked! // Waves, waves, waves. Crash, crash, crash. // Shipwrecked! Shipwrecked!
Why did we write this piece? Tell us soul, will it bring us peace? The 'peace' left in pieces? // Perhaps we only have a piece of peace,
How long it has been since we last went vocal! The world has become strange, straight lines look oval! // What delusions can be created from lack of true expression!
Did our eyes not meet and did this soul not kiss? What then is this aura, and what then do I feel?
