how to earn your soul

The first step is the hardest,

acknowledge you don’t have one.

And the next is to unravel~

dive deeper in the waters.

Third, is to connect—

time is the only barrier.

Fourth, shout out your pleas

to the sky, and down below.

Fifth, transform your cries

into music;

And finally, the sixth…

share it to the world!

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sober whining

An intoxicating mix of happy and glum
looking for that silver lining…
I, pine for the moon and the sun!,
but eyes veering toward the deadening

These pavements lead me nowhere,
take me back to the dirty old road..
where the green grasses are realer
and our wretched souls aren’t sold

Half asleep in an apocalyptic malady
the trouble with the waking, my dear
is that dreams are a better rhapsody
than the awaiting realities here

Now the whines are out laden,
let the spirits be quenched;
break must hearts to be open,
and face life again with fists clenched

 

if i were a soul…

if i were a soul,

i would mash all my troubles,

break away, and fly free!..

to where your love awaits.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would journey through the moon,

beyond where our dreams are

coveted by the fallen stars.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would watch where the sun goes

when her light leaves for the night

and console her woes of the day.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would follow the wind

soar high up yonder..

reaching for heaven.

 

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