Trial and Error
These fierce antidotes
That quietly come
Bumping in the night
Roaring silence
Feeling enigmatic and bestowed
Emotions gather
Let live and love I would rather
Look up to the midnight skies
And wish upon epic dreams
Epic, Is something small for me
Paltry can become overwhelming impossibilities
Just the need to be wanted
And soar over shattered grounds
Oh, In the end
What will be my final eulogy?
Would I have done everything I could
In reaching to the lonely needy?
Love those who feel lost?
Only to be accepted by them?
As the years go by
The need to supply this life
Warrants at time, Great panic
Just want simple things
And that is all I ask for
Is it too late?
I know I am still young
Yet, The years go by
I may not be “Ideal”
But, I know
I am a caring innovative loving guy
Should that not matter?
Yet, Still I stay positive
In this ever changing world
We live in
And….
Nothing will ever take that away from me
Eulogy or Epiphany?
I pick Epiphany
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/27/09
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Diary of a Flawed Utopia
Respect these flaws
Believe in me
Ride the currents
To the sea of understanding
Acceptance, Into grand harmony
Motivation, Muse royalty
Climbing cascades, Free admission
Due south salvation
Floating to the scent of soul lifting
Heart pulsing serenity
Oh, Dreams can feel so spellbinding
Hand and hand with magical bliss
Happiness upon long lasting peace
Drawn into ample opportunities
Ah, How wonderful is this?
Is the pinnacle here?
Quest for acceptance by glory?
Respect for being out of the ordinary?
While this confidence is being restored
These flaws. My strength
Look for what I am
Never beyond high expectations
Oh, In the end
If true to myself
That is all that matters
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/18/09
Believe in me
Ride the currents
To the sea of understanding
Acceptance, Into grand harmony
Motivation, Muse royalty
Climbing cascades, Free admission
Due south salvation
Floating to the scent of soul lifting
Heart pulsing serenity
Oh, Dreams can feel so spellbinding
Hand and hand with magical bliss
Happiness upon long lasting peace
Drawn into ample opportunities
Ah, How wonderful is this?
Is the pinnacle here?
Quest for acceptance by glory?
Respect for being out of the ordinary?
While this confidence is being restored
These flaws. My strength
Look for what I am
Never beyond high expectations
Oh, In the end
If true to myself
That is all that matters
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/18/09
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Dreaming upon the Basking Seas
Appear. Swim through the basking seas
Cleanse those withering wounds
Bandage that heart
Eyes flow bloom
And grow into
Fates everlasting enchanting motions
Trace yourself north on the gallant seas
Hold ever so tightly
Be at one
Glee with adoring dreams
Dive down beautifully
Into narrow width paradise
Amass, Swim through the closing seas
Save me
Believe in our fantasies
Miracles do exist
Anything is possible
Unify, Swim the tranquil seas
See inner sights of souls lifting
Spirits sailing high
Into the depths of unfamiliarity
Oh, Help me change
The way I breathe
Form with me through ever climbing dreams
As we bask in our own sweet harmony
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/9/09
Cleanse those withering wounds
Bandage that heart
Eyes flow bloom
And grow into
Fates everlasting enchanting motions
Trace yourself north on the gallant seas
Hold ever so tightly
Be at one
Glee with adoring dreams
Dive down beautifully
Into narrow width paradise
Amass, Swim through the closing seas
Save me
Believe in our fantasies
Miracles do exist
Anything is possible
Unify, Swim the tranquil seas
See inner sights of souls lifting
Spirits sailing high
Into the depths of unfamiliarity
Oh, Help me change
The way I breathe
Form with me through ever climbing dreams
As we bask in our own sweet harmony
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/9/09
Thursday, September 3, 2009
The Moon's Medication
Moon, Moon take me away
Save me from an early grave
Ah, I see you lit so bright
Smiling so near, So dear
Please, Embellish this heart
With your light
Breaking this very fear
Moon, Moon take me away
Save me from an early grave
Ah, Special you make me feel
Care that I feel is real
Never judging me for the things
I have never done
Filling me
Giving extra breathes
Empowering these lungs
Fully understanding
This very existence of mine
Oh, Through rainy cloudy days to sun
Know you are always in my heart
Never will I forget you
For you have always been there for me
Moon, Moon
I thank you
For inspiring me to never
Ever enter an early grave
You care, You so dearly care
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/4/09
Save me from an early grave
Ah, I see you lit so bright
Smiling so near, So dear
Please, Embellish this heart
With your light
Breaking this very fear
Moon, Moon take me away
Save me from an early grave
Ah, Special you make me feel
Care that I feel is real
Never judging me for the things
I have never done
Filling me
Giving extra breathes
Empowering these lungs
Fully understanding
This very existence of mine
Oh, Through rainy cloudy days to sun
Know you are always in my heart
Never will I forget you
For you have always been there for me
Moon, Moon
I thank you
For inspiring me to never
Ever enter an early grave
You care, You so dearly care
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/4/09
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Tyr's Right Hand
Tyr, Tyr, I fight for thee
All by your honor
As your right hand
Destroying all weaklings
Ah, Tyr, Embedded with this sword and shield
Decimating, Disintegrating every enemy
Who try imposing their false will
Tyr, Master of war
Your wrath they shall know
Climbing the hills with haste
Cutting and cutting flesh
As they cease to ever exist
Tyr, Their blood, Yours
Sending them to
Their afterlife’s pathetic so called refuge
Fighting righteously right
Till my cold skin turns blue
Oh, Tyr, Here I am
Almost dead of this skin
Ready to walk into your afterlife
Where I will always be
Side by side with you
Oh, Tyr, In utter graceful strides
I will always be your right hand
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/1/09
All by your honor
As your right hand
Destroying all weaklings
Ah, Tyr, Embedded with this sword and shield
Decimating, Disintegrating every enemy
Who try imposing their false will
Tyr, Master of war
Your wrath they shall know
Climbing the hills with haste
Cutting and cutting flesh
As they cease to ever exist
Tyr, Their blood, Yours
Sending them to
Their afterlife’s pathetic so called refuge
Fighting righteously right
Till my cold skin turns blue
Oh, Tyr, Here I am
Almost dead of this skin
Ready to walk into your afterlife
Where I will always be
Side by side with you
Oh, Tyr, In utter graceful strides
I will always be your right hand
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/1/09
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