Scars of Redemption

With these scars
I roam free
Equipped with every emotion
That have become a part
Of the waking hours of this redemption

Proud, Very proud
Living molecularly strong
Embellishing the simplicity of right
Consoling the malignancy of wrong
Through the scar tissue asunder
Infecting moments of procrastinating deliriums
With the senses of a self assuring cause

And with these tears glooming
I embrace these scaling feelings
With the air of eccentric validity
Of knowing life believes in me

And into the rising elements
The love I cherish
Can see so clearly
The path to paradise
Where this soul is set at ease

Into these dreams I call
For every magical moment to come again
Epiphany’s golden wand
Curing these once dreary thoughts
As the light comes out
Shinning it’s ethereal paradise
Into the heart of my own self preservation

And with these reopened scars
I fill them up with love
Keeping each heart shaped stitch intact
So the world can see where I come from


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
2/26/11

The Call for Beautiful Enlightenment

Bring the light
Shine it bright
Cast the spirit of joy
Upon this heart’s awakening

Living freely
Always soaring high
Deep inside this mind

Cleansing myself
For great moments
That shall come my way

And I am grounded
After this flight of enchantment
Feeling this air clasp the earth
In the elemental race of diverse beauty

Then these blue eyes widen
To a tropical ocean of peeking grace
Waves of heavenly highlights
Tress of spiritual validity

Teaching me that love goes beyond
This planet, These stars, Everything

Yet, Feeling so nervous
Will this moment continue?
Butterflies in my stomach
As anxiety rises over these thoughts

But seeing such overwhelming beauty
Such wisdom before me
I must call, I must call, I must call


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
2/21/11

The Lunar Awakening

Before I put this on, I want to say that for some reason after writing this I cried for a good five minutes. Never done that before after writing anything!

A collaboration with a Spirit's Self Loved Redemption

Moon, I see you are lonely
That makes it two, Me too
Wish you could talk
So I would not feel so blue

Why is everything so cold?
These veins frozen over
This heart turns to stone
As the harsh reality becomes even colder

But for a brief second, it thaws
And out comes the pain
Crying loudly in affliction
Yelling your name in Vain

Moon please forgive me
These emotions can be so strong
Yet, You keep hovering over me
No matter if I am right or wrong

Moon you have amassed me
Into the silver path of enlightenment
Never a rival but a soul mate
In the name of a beautiful rapture
Of the Angel’s ethereal songs of harmony
The completion of dreams finally fulfilled

These carbon dioxide thoughts
Become cured with the fragrance of love
As the Angel walks amongst you
In the eternal endearing prism
The Angel and even I now call home

Thinking of you
Always and never alone

You, The Angel and Me
Now it makes three


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
2/19/11

Dreaming Inside Sweet Heart Epitome

“Your sensuality is the greatest I have ever known”

Hint of vanilla, Hint of chocolate
In a strawberry field of organic cleansing

So much taste, So much substance
Breaking in sugary annexations
With carbohydrates to fill me up
You are a quench gazed quencher
From the sparks of lust

Ah, But it goes beyond that
The love conquers it all
Dedication, Deep sensations
Valiant storm
Such multi layered natural intoxication

Oh, Dreaming in red
Of a heart shaped paradise
Flying high, Soaring higher
Ascending even more
Up into mass admired desire
Spelling words
With feelings ever so speechless

Dreams oh dreams
Please come true
I see you know who I am
So who are you?


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
2/16/11

Potpurri of Emerald Confussions

In this state
Who are you?
Am I lost?
Where is the substance?
Can you sea my way?

Living around silence
Feeling out of place
A tree bare of evergreen dreams
In the mental cue of prevalence
Under the grey skies of self slew reasons
Once unified in asunder
Yet now underground in recluse

Send me an Angel
No, Just send me something, A sign perhaps
This trivial surroundings unsolved
With no answers met
Where the “prize” of perfection is worshipped
As a deceitful paradise of cursed calamity
Upon snubbing encounters of mental suicide

And here they are, Supposedly wise
Yet, A book can only do so much
As they grabbed life by the horns
Only to have them piercing from their chests
Yet, Here they are, still wearing red
Inciting the bulls to do them in

Raining on
The doubts of sanity
Oh, New arrivals they come
Only to be turned into them
In the night of the living dread

I dearly want out
Even if I have to stay in
Just need clarity
Of knowing something exists
Or perhaps not?
Just need clarity

Here I am
Sealed in this canopic jar of irreverence
Perceived by the local truth of hope
Where love supposedly exists

Unconditional love?
How do the dead keep living on?


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
2/12/11

Mending to a Dreaming Euphoria

Suicidal to only negative thoughts
Wanting all self morbid emotions to rot
So I can begin the cleansing
Towards a brand new me
Living fearless, Living free

Into the grace I must fly high
Upon all dreams fulfilled
Into the golden majestic skies
Mending these eyes
For a beautiful journey
Amassing faith, Confidence and glory

Smiling on and on
Feeling the sounds of an ethereal heartbeat
Guiding me to treasured endeavors
Tasking for a better life
Healing all pain
By mending these memories untamed

And through this journey
I shall be one with myself
So I can share my whole heart’s consent
As I cry in celebration
Of finally being at peace
With the world as a whole
In the world as my own

Though completion is never found
I can go beyond the limits of being renowned
Becoming brand new to the warming light
That shall beam these dreams
Into a blissful euphoria
Of an awakened excursion
Where I explore the glory of love itself

Living life
One tear at a time
In rejoice
For the essence of all sublime

I love you
Let us reach for the sky
Connecting with each other
Once and for all
All the way beyond eternity

Now hung are these negative thoughts
Hanging from the tree of knowledge
Lost to never again be found

Dreams do come true
Someway, Somehow
Dreams do come true


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
2/11/11

The Prophecy of a New Beginning

Out of the ashes I crawl
Once burnt of life’s mental acidic residue
Looking up to the stars
Feeling brand new
Telling myself everything will be alright

Searching for the key
That unlocks these dreams
That opens the doors of love
Astral divine majestic epiphany
As this mind wins the battle
Of a past endearment of lost hope
Proclaiming direct moments of aspiring bliss

And this very heart
Opens up with eccentric yet surreal emotions
As it surges throughout this body from head to toe
Screaming to me “It’s time to go”

The sky is mine for the taking
As the clouds shall glide me to euphoria
Lunar captivations till the sun awakens
Welcoming this brand new soul
To a world full of great expectations

Yet, In a gander of reality
life is not all a fantasy
These tears will fall
This mind may falter in dread
As this heart could surely break again

But in this new beginning
I shall always remember
That the worst happens
So the best will be better
As I look so deeply far ahead

Random moments are indeed always going to happen
From good to bad to ugly
To ugly to bad to good

It teaches us to value our lives
And understand our destiny
To greater dreams ahead
As we prepare ourselves
For the journey mirrored
Into majestic sceneries
of our own personal heaven abode

Where our souls
Escape our flesh
Only to fly high
In a loving aura flux felt
Beyond what every living existence
Could ever comprehend

We are the ray of light
That shall shine in ethereal unison
Of a future fulfilled with rejoice
A rhapsody of unlimited beauty
That comes from unexpected places
As we become in tune with the nature
Of all things once took, Taken for granted

As one, as all
May our love triumph over any negative notions
As we mold a future
That gleams peace and prosperity
For all mankind

And now here I am
Someone who must share these enduring thoughts
My acclimated heart
To anyone willing to listen, To feel

And who knows I could help someone along the way

Into the grace that helps me fly so high
I shall share this positive gesture
To whom needs a heart to embrace
This soul acclimated on arrival
For the unconditional love
That shall come her way


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
2/7/11