ThIngS fALL ApaRT

As All Things Do

This universe holds the thread

and we are spinning too

Through gravity ,   

                     magnetism is key

          particularly

    mandalas      woven

  liquid                glass

                  &

       her        folded 

          phalanges

 

Amen,

  for Food to digest

    but still met with ill repute and Infinite Jest

8 is great!

            but 9 is lucky and 10’s the best

          Work with what I have

Wait, and watch my will I have

                                      tricks in my vest

            Not to mention a footprint proof chest

                No ego

   for eyes times 2 kNOw rest

       Elastic limbs twined by my cleaver clasp

 It will be fine this too shall pass

          But Mourning desires birth hungers

and how much longer this must last?

 

    Awoken in my web whilst the wind whispers late

be it a lost locust or flies in my plate?

be it a dream, or not what it seems?

should I snooze sleep to continue my dream?...  

 

  I cannot delay

                              Hustle and Flow

                                 Or destiny may get away

Eve in the hungry owl

rests none day

or night

but between

sustenance

and

affirmation

has become to Its diet

 

 

So man waits perched in the thick of it

may not thi s tillness be in vain

May not my Solitude leave me slain

I meditate on the overcoming Victory

in-spite of my plight

Aim my arrow high ahead 

though my target out of sight

May my idioms take flight

May they reach destined site

                                       

I've laced Arrows of many colors

        for Hearts and Minds

Blood and Tears

Hit or Miss

my fingers still tremble under tension and Fears

 

But the only way to fly is to let it go

Things Fall Apart

but you've got to let it go.

Now Let IT Go!

 

My life is justice thread

                         posted in a Spider's web

               only God knows                              Just us 

                                                     4

                             Tray bombs    or    Buzz cuts

               I'm just     

     to bee   or    not too                                  Be-long  

                                     wrapped in cocoon   

       or   

a silky pill to feed

 

 

          A Spider's Will

              Indeed

On pace we all finish this race

 

                                ToGetHer

Too 

                   “buy”

Becoming to the blood of a different Race

That spins in Its bit’s web

                       by a single Thread

Holding onto

                    

                  Nothing

           

                               As All Things Do

 

Like thoughts in my mind...

  
      

 

                          As The Universe Grew

 

Author's Note

This is how it should be, this is how it is. A poem about hopes and dreams and destiny, And about the struggle to see these things through to whatever end.

Aim High my Friends.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Your words positively throb, thought after thought taking self and reader into a place where being is infinite but dubious. But even when life seems tenuous you're right, the only way to go is on full throttle so to speak .. fill life with colour and actions and fulfill whatever can be dreamed of.

[Poetic Beauty]

Ahh this poem reflects a chaotic world in which anxiety is created for a great many reasons. Love the unique way it is displayed across the page. It helps covey the idea on the page. Creative

[Cherrie Palmer]

A little Texas swing with a urban flare.
I had to read it twice to get the full effect.
As always you deliver a great piece.

[Sethnicity]

Ahh Cherrie! I love you so. Thanks for your words of encouragement and approval. I am revamping this for an upcoming show and didn't even think anyone would have seen it, I stay so low key on these sites these days but it's so good to hear from friends of a feather and you my dear are quite a welcome for this lone writer.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Yes, I completely understand I'm paddling around in a simular dinghy. I hope your event is a huge success

[Poetic Justice]

without the struggle, what is there to aim for? You speak from a place I know so well..wonderfully fluid

[Sethnicity]

Ooh marvelous! this is so good! a perfect structure! I'm in awe, perfectly said.... With all fears, intriges, and insecurity you yet let all words dance, wonderous....

[Sethnicity]

Thank You So Much!

[WhiteWillow]

The rhythm, rhyme, and flow are spectacular. I love your style.

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structure..my dearest..this is full of glorious structure! Where you take us ..rhythmically its a pleasurably ride through a conscious tunnel of ideas..

[Muse]

I'm just to Bee or not to Be long

I guess we all question whether or not we should go with the flow of life. Go to where ever it may take us. To fight it is to against the call of nature? I really enjoyed this poem. Thank you for sharing.

[Nishant Gupta]

ur poem is really nice write, do have a look to mine "QUEST OF LIFE"-
" this is about how one neglects his life ,pondering about this precious gift of nature unnecessarily ".

[Rene Velez]

interesting write...great imagery and flow...

[Sethnicity]

There is still more to be said... this piece will grow.