I am Use

Call me sage

I am haunted because I am used to keep the bad spirits away

I think and observe this world

I may seem calm and self possessed to the outsiders

But I am obsessed with inner beauty

This life has taught me alot and I have learned a lot from this life

So I don't want to waste it on things that don't matter

Once we understand ourselves I think we are all beautiful on the inside

Mt. Affection

Lay upon me the jasmine in jojoba

Bestow me with red tulips

And call me your requited 

Say that you do not mind

My spotted skin

Or my widened hips with

the impressions that life left behind

We will then fly away together 

And find a mountain top 

causing an avalanche with our love

The Sherpas will strike

Y.O.L.O Baby

You are so beautiful and strong

You should be in a cage

They will live off your earnings

Never pay you a wage

Build another city

And take you there in chains

Tell you to forget

That you ever had brains

Generations will suffer

Become the meek and poor

Histories erased

Just like the Spanish moor

Wise to all this

Tell them you are proud

To be born a Y.O.L.O baby

Equality aloud

Forgive to forget

I have been summoned 

By the healer

The whispers yield

To the visions

Let the hearts fire

Take your breath

Let your mind

Feel the burn

The cure is forgiveness

Let go of the anger and hate

Forget and make peace

Do away with the curses

And save the verses

Vicissitude

Can't find the moon 

Tonight it is the colour of a rose

It is behind the clouds

Hiding its loveliness

People can change like the atmosphere

Opened by the heavens

Some stay the same

Obstructed 

 

Man with the Tune

I was once lost in youth

Because of a song

I Listened to his unhappiness

Until he made himself stop ageing

Too strong to fade away

We wanted to all go down in flames back then

But we couldn't

Because he took the spark 

The Eclipse

Stay in the cosmic

Ponder the stars

Get lost in the abyss

Think, hope and dream

Fix the broken

When taming the wild

Beat the drum

And pluck the strings

Everything else is calculated

Climb till it all explodes

Is the present really a gift?

If you only live in the present

Where is your past?

And what is your future?

I need a cigarette.

Love,

m.

Lollipops

Constantly moving forward

If we could only see the future

Like we remember the past

However,

Our past experiences have been edited by time

Making it worse than what it was

Or better than what it was

All I know is that I got through it

The past being like getting a needle from a doctor

Don't worry it will only hurt for the moment

Think of future lollipops