The
Words
You
Speak
Become
The
House
You
Live
In

I
Am
A
Word
And
You
Are
Poetry
Material
By
Heart

Look
Once
Again
For
The answer
Inside
Your
  Question

I got real "gems" within
with my heart so polluted
obsolete genes making 'em so deluded
fighting among self
while ringing thy bell
turning my inside into live hell.

High rankers behaving like bankers
cranking up on money
weak got taxes ramped up
feedback mechanism didn't got me backed up
my hand's burning
it's more interested in drugs cranked up.

world within, so bizarre
worshipping 9 days
on 10th exploiting the avatar
immune system's malfunctioning
exterminating none entertaining all
stand up for something, "Nah dude, they'll make me crawl".

condition's critical need some dode
ain't working to flourish, all they do is corrode
making my core scrambled as a puzzle
suppressing every positive struggle
my existence's that of a mine
mining glitter degrading divine.

when the trials of the mind
leak to the trials of the body,
hold on tight dear.

You deserve the best in life
Regardless of how much
You have
Failed or disappointed
Yourself

You have an impact on this world
Even if you do not see it
Someone somewhere
Is happy knowing
You're on this planet

Keep taking it one day
At a time

Love,
Me

Learn to love yourself
Before you love
Anyone else

I think everyone is being haunted
Maybe not by something supernatural
But something more sinister:
Regrets
Missed opportunities
and
the choking sensation of their fear

We need to stop
telling young children
that their worth comes
from the letters
on their report card

Too many children
are slowly
killing themselves
trying to measure up
to society's
unrealistic expectations

Meeting a close friend
After an eternity feels so unreal

Your brain is trying to understand
That they are finally in front of you

But your heart knows
They never left you

They don't need the latest technologies or toys

They need their parents' undivided attention
They need moments of uncontrollable laughter over something silly
They need to feel safe despite the chaos happening outside

They need beautiful memories with their family not with their devices

Sleep is a nice break from reality
And therefore very addictive
Especially if you feel more at home
There than in reality

Is there a god
Is he sitting in heaven
Is he all pervading force
Is he the nature itself
Is he inside us
Why cannot he be all
Why can't he sit in heaven
Guiding us with his spirit
Watching us delivering on merit
Be the supernatural force
That makes sure to enforce
The balance in this universe
Why can't he be inside of us
For us to realise that he's everywhere
Why limit a limitless god
Why define a god who can't be defined
Why give him a place
When all that's is is his
Why divide him
When he is one
Taking many forms
Being the One
He does not want to
Disturb your senses
Making you doubt him
Not realising that the doubt is also him and he is beyond any doubt
You are only doubting yourself
Not a matter of faith or hope
But the plain simple truth
For all to know
How many more indications will he show
When he need not
Bow to our wishes
Vice versa the world is perfect