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Quote #6

And the world is only concerned with itself.

Amazing how it never vows otherwise.

Ruptes

Wandering Life

It's just normal. 
        To go threw life undecided.
To wander across times and years. 
             With no aim.
Society places levels and achievements.
   Stumble across your desires in your wanders.
Nothing bad, at all.
         To not wanting the first option.

\Ruptes

Circle of Loneliness

There can be a time, 
When you can be center circle to things,
Within it you are the main attraction. 

The one that everyone sees, 
The moment that everyone wants,
The laughter that everyone hears. 

Within the circle also lives,
           dread, fear, and solitude.
Pain, distress, and sorrow. 
   Those that you know so well,
Discomfort, sadness, worthlessness.

Being all to everyone, 
While being nothing at all. 

This is constant, 
Minute by minute, daily battle. 

Surrounded by love,
But receiving none at all.

\Ruptes
 



 

Your Light

There can be a bright light in your darkness.

The light can be found around you. 

When there is no other light coming to light you. 

You have to shine for yourself. 

Because the first light to shine your path has to be you. 

Without your light lit first, all others do not matter.

\Ruptes

Dancing Like The Wind

The wind comes and goes,
Over there and here. 
It dances in the air. 
The streets, and the open space. 
Everything's a dance floor. 
Coming close to you and whisper.
The words, and sounds of happiness. 
As it smiles and laughs, 
In the enjoyment of time,
Wouldn't it be wonderful? If we,
Laughed, danced, and enjoyed life.
Like the wind?
Dancing in the open,
Regardless who hears,
See it Lambada with the leafs, 
Or feel it, as it slightly dances pass you.

\Ruptes

Earth, The Troll

Drop the world! 
Off the pedestal. 
Who needs this? 
Why have it there? 
When it spews evil.
Hate and unfairness.
Those that pay are unduly bound, 
To the cruelty that it freely gift.

\Ruptes

On Your Day

The sun rises in the morning,
Our eyes opens with it,
At that very moment,
We have lost control of the day. 

Before we wake, 
Someone has already planned out, 
How your day will be, 
With their issues,
Or their love. 

For sure, 
It is not in your control, 
It is theirs,
On your day.

\Ruptes

Cloudy Day

Greyed sky,
Bland in emotions, 
Lacking excitement. 
Capable of a sudden shower,
Or suspense,
Unknowing to current or next events.

\Ruptes
 

Still Searching

The believe that I am the source of my being,
It is not possible that this is the reality I believe. 

I am not one to think highly, 
Maybe of others, but not from me.

I am still searching in me, 
For that thing that I see in others. 

The thing that makes them great, 
Can I be great?

\Ruptes

Society

Do not pain us with your ideals, 
Thoughts of misconception, 
To what you call a reality, 
That only lives in your minds, 
And not in everyone,
Believes of one, 
Is not for everyone.

\Ruptes

Call Me

Call me, 
Whisper to me, 
Or simply gesture me to come. 

Call me, 
To tell me there is love, 
To lock me in, with love.

Call me, 
To let me know we are one, 
To show me infinity in your arms. 

Call me, 
To spend forever with you, 
Even if forever is just now. 

\Ruptes 

Curiosity’s Drive

I have never woke with curiosity.
I might even lack it's understanding. 
It is not something I seek to drive me. 
Nor do I seek to have it drive me. 
Curiosity is great for others. 
But, I have never awoken with such a deep need to want to know. 

\Ruptes