
We have a choice each day
To listen to the music of our hearts
To dance to the rhythm of our souls
To make a difference
Today I choose to see the beauty of the rising sun
©2017 @paragonwords

We have a choice each day
To listen to the music of our hearts
To dance to the rhythm of our souls
To make a difference
Today I choose to see the beauty of the rising sun
©2017 @paragonwords
Scraps and bones remain
Still you walk on the edge of
Death with me
Whispering a thousand reason
Why you need me
Why together we are
light and darkness
And for your heart
To keep beating
You need my light……
……..I have never heard such beauty
such simple words
Holding me between life
And death©
©2017 @paragonwords
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No one notice that the days are getting shorter, that hope is fading. No one seems to care. These days I notice everything. The whips of smoke that seems to spell your name in the sky. The sweet call of hummingbirds reminding each other of their undying love. The way memories taste like ash and licorice. There’s a fountain of pain that rises up within me, each one recounting my failures, my regrets, my past. The countless ways my heart wraps around dead words, trying to bring them back to life. This world once light me on fire, filled me with hope, kissed me each morning with it’s glorious beauty, now I search the days trying to find something worthy, something that will remind me that life is worth fighting for.
Life is a battle
A cadence of irreversible decisions
The truth bleeds out
From the edges of time
We see nothing
We feel nothing
Until it’s too late
Death lick the nonsense
That flowed from our tongues
We have out played our hands
The curtain is falling
Our nakedness exposed
The air is tight
Thunder is gathering
Exile memories
Bond together
Fighting for survival
At night we sleep with the demons
And rise expecting the world
To bend to our will
We are mere puppets
Walking a thin line
Between life and death©
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My heart is heavy
Filled with a litany of devotion
At times I feel the universe
Searching deep within me
exposing the secret places
where my words are born
Where they take the form
Of beauty and love
A tangible space
Where my soul breathes
Life into dead things
Creating beauty
Out of ashes©

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Came
Midnight open its
Delicate ears
Cage of bones
Dances
To the sound
Of souls
Crossing into
The pearlescent
Sunrise©
©copyright @paragonwords
©copyright 2017 @paragonwords

In reality
I’m destined
To mediocre
To the every day
insecurities of life
But in my world
Greatness tremble
In my bones
I walk the streets
A dream coiled
Within a dream
And
Hope
Sitting on my tongue©
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