Casanova

IMG_20171219_135412_20171219140404024I display you on a canvas for all of the world to see.
Showing your inner thoughts and motives behind all your schemes.
This one is for the books,  so that they will know of you, before you speak.

Serial lover,  you be the Manson to hoarse pleads.

Smiling widely at your own inflicted pain.

Yet you’re the most vain,

Burying your hurt in shit so that you’ll grow clean,  but no matter the beauty you will still stink,  of the bullshit you have sowed.

Reaping the hearts of the broke, but you can never know what it means to love from the soul.

To have your body touched without a physical caress.

To feel your heart flutter from the sound of your true loves breath.

Be you a fool that could never feel at rest.

Walking in the shadows putting out what little light is left.

But dear Nova,  didn’t you know that broken could be fixed?

But not your broken, huh?

You are shattered into smaller bits and scattered in places you would never be missed.

Funny how you see yourself,  ignoring the time I took to find those bits with no help.

Seeing the beast within you that made others bail.  Empowering the best in you,  at least that’s how I felt.

So damaged you think your wrongs ward off pain, but no love they ward off help.

I pray that you one day discover your true self and then karma comes and… yeah.. maybe one day the broken will become whole once again only to be shattered by their own games they played with a false win.

Peace & love always…

Be kind love,

be true heart,

Be focused mind…

J. Peters

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Maze Conquer

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Is it all an illusion?
This life, the air you breathe, the wind blowing, the always busy streets.
Are we all in a box in constant reptitive motion?
Afraid of change so we remain comfortably laying in shit.
Walking to the beat that where told to walk to , ignoring our destined gifts.
Reacting in ways that seem fit to all man waged situations.
I mean are we really living day to day,
Pay to pay,
Plate to plate
Drink to drink?
Living in a routine motion that never seems to stop or take a break.
How can you approach the world the same way everyday and hope to be great?
Confined and restricted by laws and rules, that only help and fit those who have made it.
Laws and rules that those above us all continue breaking.
Enslaved chains of building others dreams for small pay, just to survive month after month.
The insanity that most can’t seem to fully understand.
The illusion is you have programmed yourself with a little help to work till the death.
Dare to step outside of the box?
Like a rat in a maze forever searching for cheese, how about you forget the cheese and exit the maze.
Outside this maze you’ll find possibility and vegetation.
You’ll live the dream, instead of dazing it or slumbering.
Break the chain and your reign shall lead all to their true destiny.
Giving more than hope can offer.
Truth unveils the blind and smack  back at the wicked tomb robbers.
Harming those who crave a power that is unfit for them to have.
Serving a just God with a wrath only karma can disperse.

by: jasmine aka beyondalleyes