meditating on midnight, I masicate on the fullness of words
allowing them to come from deep within my soul
rich words with a scarlet flavor
commingled with the night inside me
my thoughts collect the words from the heavens
stars placed in my pockets
then woven like gold into verses I plucked from the universes
it isn't for me to brag
I'm a mere channeler of dreams
seeding them in your minds
to bloom beautiful flowers
or poison ivy later
it's up to you what you choose
leather or lace
taste of the spirits, and see past the facade
where false smiles confuse
trust your instincts
come on a trip with me
your body is only a outfit you wear a while
meditate and focus on the ethereal and you will see
the universe blooming for you too
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beauty, universe, words
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I love the image you used to introduce your words from the “universe”, colorful and of the cosmos. It is fun, traveling with you Crimsin, as your visions allow us to see the “real” and not the facade or the fake. It’s a really cool poem Crimsin, thanks for sharing.
-Curt
hello dearest poet thank you graciously for such a lovely comment I guess I’ve been going through this lately being labled as the container that my soul resides in…I deeply appreciate you feel this ❤️
Beautifully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
So sensual and spiritual…I like where this took me
much luv, Brenda
Naaj
hello dearest Naajir thank you from my heart we can all feel out of place sometimes…you made me feel better about that ❤️