PoetLeeProse

Midnight Brainstorming

poetprose25:

the day has gone with the midday wind
there am i, midnight brainstorming
ideas, goals, success told
in pictures and a smile
through the thoughts that drives
visions to dreams
enterprise
theory
thoughts.

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call-me-kai:

Grass to sway
Rays to feel
Blood to spill
And scars to heal.
Appeal to the dirt in them
The earth in them
The child that was birthed in them
The world is a womb
The heart is a tomb
Soul a cacoon
Unhatched masterpiece
Asking me to move
To sway in rhythms
Thousands of years old
Unbeknownst to most
Their souls are gone