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Now a' days poetry is hard to write, with all I have, with all my mightI worry about the words I cast, vocabulary so vas...
08/24/2025

Now a' days poetry is hard to write, with all I have, with all my might
I worry about the words I cast, vocabulary so vast, though all that strikes is the words in common, divisions delight

Deep down in our personal plights, we fear the lights that dance at night
With no recognition of complacent decisions, we drive our steaks of dogma driven, thoughts of ascension towards life's purpose for our own recognition

Stop, pause, analyze your surroundings, speak your truths without compounding, drowning, falling for the fission that's astounding

Will we be without missing a beat?
Will we see without the unseen?
Are voices heard without speech?
Can we dream of what's meant to be?

Asking is a crime, in time, inside mankind
At least the current, to walk the line
Fore all that is should just be fine, as long as we can stop a grand design


-F4LL3N

Energy is emptiness embodied, as the absence of anything is immeasurable.Also known as measuring the concept of reality,...
05/08/2024

Energy is emptiness embodied, as the absence of anything is immeasurable.
Also known as measuring the concept of reality, forcibly entering a mentality that enshrouded me.
I give to just take the next in line that kindles my mind as forever is fine in the phoniex's mind.
Turn phrases to trust in thought, beyond the lessons we have been taught.
We may never see through the rain and trees that brought this breeze, but it means something to me to try and be... more I plead.
So as we are all empty energies pleading to be completed, may we succeed in entropy against our own identities.
All the forevers we say to last through days, infinitely infinite, while so significantly irrelevant.
Ends always come from beginnings, so as we all began, so shall we end.
-F4LL3N

FlyingIn the midst of growing in my life, I forgot I knew how to flyThrough the pressures and weight of years past by, I...
05/08/2024

Flying

In the midst of growing in my life, I forgot I knew how to fly
Through the pressures and weight of years past by, I found myself unwilling to try
Landlocked by my own design, as my desires slowly died

I cast out light in favor of darkness to understand this world, it is the truth I wished to harness
Forgetting every step of the way, losing parts of myself that wanted a say
This magical flight I used to possess was lost alongside these beats inside my chest
Empty and hollow is how I reside, when inside I just wanted to fly

Finding my way back was quite the occurrence, as learning about myself caused a disturbance
I was forced to admit I am no better than those, who put a fake face on to try and impose
Admitting the loss of my flight was attributed to the forgoing of my sight
Blinded by this worlds atrocities, I found myself the face of hypocrisy
Turning to face the sky, as I shed these lies and alibis, I finally remembered.
I can fly.
-F4LL3N

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