My thoughts surge in Silent vibrations quiet As morning splendor Painted in streams Of naiveté auspiciously Surviving my old age Common for eternal Argonauts detached
Divergence
Pain is upon my path And I am isolated from Voices once sought As they soon scattered To comfort zones away From the divergence Of
Navigator
Numen winds rule my Inner pilgrimage, pulsating To subatomic undertows Texturing the contours Of my own quintessence For I am the nomad Navigator searching Counsel
Pacific Minds
Pacific minds speak In mellifluous aphorisms Culled from mysterious Empathies requisite for Decoding compositions of Existential prodigies Uniquely discernible to Seasoned souls prevailing Above terrestrial
Alone
There is no midpoint Sanctuary between surf And shore, nor can it Be disputed that all Emotions are ensphered Within unchangeable Thoughts so carelessly Devised
Resolve
We plague ourselves With inexorable conflicts Implying presumptive Resolve to embark upon A self-destruction éntente Failing to comprehend Apocalyptic recoils from Suppressing our tenacity For
Ironic
Spiderweb cracks scar My inner mirror, musing Burdens of soundless Dialogues more often Than not pleading with Higher authority for Immaculate promises Assuring deliverance to
Anomalies
I parse consciousness Hypotheses to quantify Mindfulness energies And infiltrate esoteric Realms of still encrypted Anomalies and despite An inherent reticence Induced by my antipathy
Shallow Waters
Intolerant minds tread In shallow waters along Luminous shorelines But seek no capacity For quantum leap queries Into sentient axioms Coveted by sub-rosa Operatives who
Instincts
I aim to comprehend Untenable immenseness Felt in stark emptiness While struggling with My idiosyncratic instincts Still not grasping what I have yet to learn
Sculpted
Uninvited fates occur as Prime residuum of dissonant Thoughts gravely wounding Our consciousness expanse Analogous to water sculpted Stones eternally defaced With accumulated scars Spanning
Dead End
We cannot endure the Prevailing impotence in Sham governance that Denies culpability for Dark uncertainties rooted In a controlled humanity Caught in naive rhetoric Of
Unwavering
Our immensity of Lifeforce is only visible In unaltered quietudes Of quinta essentia Vastness where prime Cognition intrigues Deconstruct from Quantum satis norms No longer
Stasis
I was once predisposed To counterfeit pleasures I now apprehend to be Nothing more than Thin-skinned diversions Acted out in dimly lit Episodes constructed Around
