what ever this is, you won't know what this is

Let enters thought,
magically everyday,
dreams in enlightened,
people everywhere originate,
pleasure like entertainment,
that has advantages,
never knowing sorrow.

Pie Pie

So amazing is the feeling,

of what you bring to me,

person of wonderful friendship,

how much you mean to me,

may we be friends forever,

you're as amazing as could be,

fantastically you brighten my day,

reliable to make me smile,

I would never give you up,

even for the world,

nothing can replace you,

Definitely a friend to me!!!!

cilohcnalem dreams

A poison in my mind lingers,

like the cold days of December,

fade away like forgotten memories,

that dell forever in the past,

the thoughts of this venom,

stay inside never to leak out,

like the secrets of a spell cast,

by the witches of the fallen moon,

which will never be known,

like the souls eternal doom.

screams and burns in torturers agony,

for a drop of water to fall,

this self subscribed malice,

is the way my thoughts walk,

in the path of the bile that's black,

as the prayers of the melancholic soul,

that are bleached in darkness.

are the subject of one's offer.

forever a vic

find me a day,
on which I can smile,
reaching the point of.
everlasting beautiful bliss.
very few feel,
each one that does,
really has a gift,
above most I could ask for,
loving the feeling,
one wishes he could have,
never seen that day,
everyday is sad.

2/1/2012

beauty in every aspect,
every thought of love,
that my mind is,
having is about you,
even when I'm down,
on the road of sorrow,
no one makes me happy,
effectively like you!!!!

suutovnyhgyzyyw

yesterday is always in the past,
on to the day in the present,
until this one too comes to an end,
ready for tomorrow's,
eve to come,
during the nightly,
evening you sit and relax,
as time passes away,
drowsy eyes begin to grow,
time for sleep,
on to bed you go,
making your way to to dreamland,
eyes close, Goodnight

first of this year which is somehow 2012 which makes no sense

there is no such thing as time,

only measurement of the mind,

we can never exceed our space,

as the beginning leaves no true trace,

and what has been created,

can never be dated,

to when, or how it all came to be,

just endless amount of theory,

but even then what made us here,

may not even be there,

but it too,  be the works of fiction,

of some greater  depiction,

and this could go on past our minds limits,

as all history has only been minutes,

on the TV screen,

or a high powers dream,

but we too play this role,

as we make things to fit what we know,

and what we know is little to nothing,

and we dream of knowing something,

so we can know the mystery,

but that is unknown history,

and we will never know the secret,

and the universe will never leak it,

so I will be the God of a million places,

and come up with different faces,

as in those worlds I am the high,

but in reality it is the one above all I,

can ever be, or above all that is,

and we are just thoughts in his likeness.