swollen pride dies, in shards of attachment

The gentle disgrace
Of wonder
Belittles none
As our days
Speak for themselves

Truth
Full of itself
Is all around
Ready to be traded
For personal
Glory

It's not a sad
Story
But it brings tears
To my eyes
Because
Of what it meant
To us
And some
Sacrifice
As others
Resent
The choices they made

True glory
Is not in any of us
I won't repeat the story
This wasn't given to me

Because to those who sacrifice
See what's happening around them
their reasoning
Continues
Outside the boundaries
Of what is thought about them
Of what we know so well

We can't avoid our destiny
And that doubt
Will only delay
The game
Well it feels like
That's about as delayed as
Could be
Trite
The surrounding
Fills me
As I worry
About the wonder
The gentle disgrace
Of lost inhibitions
Something we couldn't keep
Now I feel light
Because I let go
The circle of life completes
Itself
Can you see
Us hanging onto
Judgements
While our minds
Decay
Like all our creations
Suspended
As the wonders of the world
Are no longer
Worried about
Happiness
Brings it's own rewards
Stuck in the mud
Of delusions
About the game
About all of us
Welcome to
The dream
The dream survives
On seeds of wonder
Traces of regret
Oh the subtlety
Of blowing smoke
To the heavens
Popularly known
As an opinion
Held in a mind
Beset by it's options
And then it happens by itself
A path of choices
Given way
To a spectacle
Of personal glory
We found a story of our own
Separating us
By our swelled
Heads
Passing by
The faith
Of openness
To the wonder
So it doesnt become
A simple lie
A wasted life
Precious to itself
And no one else
That's the price we pay
For the swollen pride
Like a pregnancy
Of attachment
A swelling defeated only by the birth
Of satisfaction
Lighting our world
With the open
Mistakes we made
So be it
I say

Smiles

Beauty
It's what you see
When your mind
Is undistracted
By the currency
Looking at these things
Smiles
The universal currency
Of emotion
With the beauty of the world
Slipping through the cracks
Defeating the negativity
I was born crying
And you calmed me down
And now slipping through the cracks
Is the beauty of the world
I'm no longer amazed
Standing as the world moves around me
Found the beauty again
I thought I had lost it
In my intent
To be real
I conquered the envy
No longer do I linger
In a place of urgency
For all I did
As an escape
Brought about
An envy I couldn't defeat
Without the celestial current
Of spiritual love
That which no longer brings attachment
To what I have
Making me wonder at what I don't
Victory to the faithful
Courage to the lovers of the divine
Ambivalence to those intent upon the envious nature
Of judgement
Unfiltered by arrogance
Are those
Truly existing beyond the veins of troubled minds
And those troubled by life
Finding recourse in each other
Will paint their days
As those beyond the judgement
The reckoning
Are lifted beyond the throes
Of death
The vibration of negativity
Which found our souls
So imperfect
And here we are
Troubled minds
Another lesson to learn
Till perfection
Out of love
Is found
And no longer do our voices play with the negative
As we gasp for air
At our own cost
Showing every imperfection of our own
With our judgements of others
Unveiled to that mind seeing
The inner light sparkling

Kingdoms of Roads

Keep to your choices
Those are the choices you made
Made you what you became
And trying to change the past
Never happened
Like the unicorn
Maybe in another place
Separated
But we don't speak
Of the separated
The union of what we want
And what we are
I can see the beauty of the world
It dribbles down
From above
The hope that despite the warning
Of hasty beginnings
I won't try to change the past
Say this that I did was bad
I'll keep to my choices
And defend the future
From becoming
Another part of the illusion
And not turn on myself
In service of a sympathy
Fueled by dissatisfaction
Please be pleased
Make my life
The cloud that parts
The skies of man
Fit for falling
Down over yourself
To pander the illusion
Of wasted time
Because I was well intentioned
And will be judged perfectly
By my maker
My cause was just
Better to do the wrong thing
For the right reasons
Than the opposite
Doing the right thing
For the wrong reasons
Yes that's a warning
For those
Who are taken
By the aesthetics
Of violence
The cause of blood
And turn their face towards the other
Full of lust
Lust for another time
Lust for what they they thought they had become
Look for what surrounds you
Finding release
In the surrounding
Everything
Strength is taught
Strength isn't bought
With opinions
The wind moves the sky
Like power moves the tide
Of mankind
Coalescing
Collecting
In pools of cities
And kingdoms of roads
Moving again
Until the last thing
We do
And then we move
In a completely new direction
A direction I pause at
And wonder
I gave myself for a cause
Unknown
And should I die
Know that it wasn't a mistake

Letting Go

False like a ghost
A ghost whispering
Your destiny
I feel it
And I took it
For granted
The ghost whispers
But I don't hear it
Intent on my day
On what seems real to me
I say the ghost is false
The ghost of another day
Calling my name
And making me wonder
What could of been
I didn't choose my destiny
But I chose
What does it mean
To choose an ending
To something
You love
Because god told you so
Letting go
Was never meant to last forever
But when it comes back
What will you say
That it's the ghost of another day
Strength in my chest
I grow older
And my smile shines
What I chose
What am I missing
I ask myself
I don't miss you
So I don't say a thing
False I try not
And I don't know
My destiny
But what I know
Is I shouldn't give in
To the false
Urge to make this easy on myself
It would be so easy wouldn't it
And leave me empty
Another filled lost soul
With vengeance in my mind
My wits no longer form sentences
Starting to shine like my smile
Shine like an empty ocean
With a drop left
Reflecting the sun
While the shadow
Of other days
Creeps in
Bringing us back
To the times when
The ocean was full
And we were empty
Looking for a way to be
Ourselves
Now the ocean is empty
And that one last drop calls my name
And makes me wonder
While it reflects my world
That's my world
May the ghost that whispers
The mystery of your past
The mystery of your doubt
The mystery of your destiny
Be well received
I called mine false
For too long
Ignoring when I fell
Looking up to the sky
When I got up
It always fall apart
Before it comes together
Again
And if that's a mystery
Welcome back
To the ghost