Enough Said...thank you

The clock is ticking times runing out,
counting down slowly saying welcome to my story.
When is thy who said it was mine just so nice,
vigorously it tense my emotions,
feeling said yet its not a journey to an end.
Thou thee has a historical lie,shall thy see the truth to my personal lesh,

What?...dounting each second,
a year it stands when it renders flaring from a long distance.
Whom shall thee be named thou thy hav to speak in phrases it remaind...
bell sounds even when sundays have been left,
the chorus to an end.

The clock keeps tingiling my ears,
when will it end,
what suggestion do you have?
it eased for a while meanwhile i said,
enough!...
i felt that touch it never last
thou it continued time and time and again screaming like a worrior,
battling to an End,
enough said it was a light i could not contain
thou it spread through within it never stopped...
his heart stiffined like a solid rock.

Patient,listen thy who believed relieved,
thee sweaped our minds and heart pounded like he who laid there.
Walking away for he came to rest,
wondering if heaven really existed good by...silent

Complex Diary: "Disappointment Of A Poet"

Complex Diary: "Disappointment Of A Poet"

I reflect on this poem it inspires me and defines each moment i have before i write...thanks to teboy impressive.

Anger of a young mind"with questions"

I have noticed being nice is so frantic,they think they know you from inside out but guess what your too fantastic,perfect it your way.If this isn't as true as the wind blows through the night then silence is the best meaningful word to all in one...the foundemental of knowledge is the key to taking it one step at a time so dance until the night nobody will give you a price...thats my theory.

Typical words

The melting of ice and a cloud over my thoughts,
if only i had not swallowed the sun and spit on the moon,darkness
would not be brighter.
Running around naked at night because no eyes can tell the difference,
picturing paradise where fear never makes an impressive entrence nor
will it ever be.
When one takes a journey to the east a taste of his footsteps lingers
in the west althou his from the south.
It takes a minute to say sorry but which language says it better....
how typical,
it hasnt been historical.
Calculating each moment i spend reading through those stars,
renaming each shower as i wish it can be as a wishing.
All he wanted was to walk alone or beside you with no fear of harm,
all he could ever want would be for you to say sorry...
If this hasnt been a true journey then it never ends because our
stories have changed from time to time,
and his words never did like yours and mine...go on imbark on your
farewell to the past and send gift to your future,
for the present generation so the ice will not melt.
Picture this the transformation of our memories into paradise only
happier times...just like a dream...typical.

Remember my song

Upon the mountains screaming and shouting,the wind sheltering the voice swifts to a far place.They listen carefully and realise it was a song of rejoice but far recognised as its not writen,if one was wise enough it would have sounded a lot better yet it kept teaching and the rain started pouring then trouble as rare as it is began...
Figure it out its never too late.

To be named

How i became a boy i wonder if it was a mistake.
I never meant to hurt nor cause harm,
how i became a boy would be a tale.
Wait ...i really have to stress this out...
How i was given a name,has nothing to do with unpleasentness.
Always had these feels of despair,enable to speal my last name.
Why me...
Why now...
Why this...
I never want to be named
i never want to be called,
i never want to be labelled.
I want out...
not in the near future.
How i became a boy has something to do with blessings,
so they say...
atleast thats what i heard.
If the sun shines tomorrow,
please dont wake me up,
i want to be born again once more.
But this question will stick to my heart not my mind,
atleast yesterday told be a story.
While today i reach out to the clouds and ask to be named...to be named.