Tiger Style

they are the true king,
of the mighty jungle,
striking fear in everything,
making all animals crumble,
with a mighty roar,
they makes the birds soar,
away hoping not to become a meal,
pouncing on the unsuspecting veal,
the orange stripped Lords of the wilderness,
the top cats today that exist,
they are the mighty panthera Tigris!

if only, I could fit into the puzzle
but, I am just a different piece,
stuck in the long dark tunnel,
trying, to find my inner peace

but I lose my mind in the struggle
and, I no longer have the will necessary
to continue, to carry,
on. much longer,
hoping, I could be stronger,

I dream, I was like the masses,
but, my mind is of different classes,
and, I just can't, conform,
to be like, other people,
even if I try to transform,
I can't solve life's riddle

I love, being dissimilar
but, I wish, more happiness, occur
but, that is, life's narrative
and joy, is not consecutive

I still don't know

a meteor shower from the outer distance,
became the event, that caused existence,
shot through space like a gamma ray burst,
they exploded like a mighty volcano
entering the dark space first,
of the depths of the black hole,
all losing the path becoming deceased,
but one picked up speed and increased,
until it finally reached the solid ground,
digging it's way around,
and deep into the crust,
creating a new world of cosmic dust,
of the mighty planet earth,
and from that came birth!

idk

life can change like a season,
and
everything happens for a reason,
but,
some we just never realize,
so
we are never able to visualize,
any,
way to escape from this prison,
wishing
for the moments that were written,
to
return, that we have kept
inside
of our hearts, except,
they
happened a time ago,
so
now we must sew,
our
soul back together,
because
broken hearts are just,
the
rain of the weather,
we
must learn to adjust
cause
heart break that is ugly
shall
go away to days that are sunny
making
us happy with glee,
thus
we shall be happy as one should be!

maybe it was only for a glimpse,
but the dream of you was so aesthetic,
like seeing the stars sit among luna,
you ease my mind like a daydream,
putting my mind at peace even during,
the most hurtful of hurtful evenings,
you have me relaxed and stargazing,
about the wonders of the fondness,
of your love and your bosom,*
until the moment arrives,
were all time stops, and we osculate,
until I open my eyes and waken,
and wait for my aspiration,
of another beautiful woolgathering,
of having your passionateness,





*the security and intimacy of or like that of being hugged

snowfall

The winter snowflakes fall
from the night sky's horizon
gently floating through the atmosphere
until it reaches the land below

The children run outside
to play in its wonder
having wars of snowball battles
were even the losers leave grinning

others build men of the snowfall
giving life to the frozen water
bringing joy to those looking on
A smile is the gift on their face

the snow bring such pleasure
until the spring returns
and melts it away
thus beginning a new spring day

do you see what I did?

Life is beauty

And ugly is

Death, true, false

Both always? Sometimes?

Exist? No yes

yes! sir! indeed!