I like the sound of that - Mi Poemas - translated from Spanish it means My Poems. Though none of my poems will be in spanish, yet the feeling of a spanish name is heartwarming. Please go ahead read and comment on my poems.
Indifferent society Superficial piety Indignant amity Democratic inequality Relaxed anxiety Indulgent sobriety False verity Intelligent stupidity Competent ineffectuality Humble vanity Clad nudity Moral depravity Definite infinity Timed eternity
Wherefrom did I come? Whereto will I go? Where am I anyways now? This time dimension hard to fathom I know Still I’m in the same place Everything’s happening here and now My past, my present, my future They exist together here The universe was never born The sun will ne’er die I’ll continue to live on Below this unchanging deep blue sky I’m traveling, yet not moving Cause time is a standstill An illusionary custom dream Where I’ll only see what I want to see Rest is all history
One look and I have it all Past, Present, Future et al They are all there all at once now This illusionary feeling I don’t know how My birth and death at this one instance This constant fight has no substance My world is smaller than I ever thought The struggle for survival and what it wrought The past is my future The present my past This future is my present Don’t know how long it’s going to last As I awake from a dream that’s timeless Awakened I would think it was mindless But this humble insight comes to me And I know this living just needn’t be
Wandering along the desolate path Effervescence of the oft beaten track Casting an uncanny spell A sense of déjà vu abounds Seems like I’ve been here before Walked this path and failed Oven baked fresh memories This time was not long ago Fear ridden, hope motivated I decide to walk once more The past pitfalls notwithstanding This tunnel has an end I’m sure The candle of sweet belonging burning bright I need to be in the open all over again This light will not burn any much longer Supplementary energy source, as me beckon
Solitary fight of the lonely beast Curse of the slithery snake Forsaken and forgotten A wanderlust long abandoned Lost to the powers that be Fallen in the eyes of many Favorite archangel now enemy to be The celestial association that’s failed Garnering to regain the lost glory With like minded souls and sundry For the one final assault On the kingdom that’s reigned forever Buying souls for cheap Fallen prey to charms of temptation The armies get their arsenal ready For judgment day is nigh, for the heavens to see
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