A lesson that lessens the joy one can feel
is trouble that bubbles until it is real.

Anger should always be only a stranger,
yet sometimes the mind can be caught in this danger.

Finding a way to stay happy and play
will always remain the one best way to stay.

Not the false smile that tastes like its bile,
only the twinkle that comes the wrinkle
of happiness’ face that will never give waste
is the way to remain if one wants to be sane.

Once the fun gift of controlling the shift
that can happen when piles of steamy brown stuff
have been tamed by the brain that remains in the game,
life is the reason joy’s always in season.


A break from blogging

Natural arch in rocks at Cape Farewell, on nor...
Natural arch in rocks at Cape Farewell, on northernmost tip of New Zealand’s South Island (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Gratitude’s within my heart
for all the souls that chose to start
to follow what my mind‘s to say
upon these pages in this frame.
Yet I feel a break from this
will give my peace a warming a kiss
so that I can unwind myself
in my own private place of wealth.
I wish to write for One to see
since He’s the one that had made me
into this soul with different talk
and no regrets to take this walk.
The time for this is such a miss
since I can’t know how long to go
until I reach to unknown fate
that ends up being what I make.
For since confusion is a curse
that will disperse with every verse
I press upon the keys of light
so that my thoughts have written sight
since people don’t have want of time
to give to me with thoughts of mind
I will decide to take the blame
in knowing that my write is lame.
A break of little will be sweet
because success is not my treat
but I don’t have a care to tear
the minds of ones that need repair
so thinking is a meal so real
their brains now know what stomachs feel
in wanting something to survive
that helps their minds to stay alive.
I bid farewell without the tell
on when my heart will choose to start
to be on screen and make a scene
that opens minds who have the time.

Earning a title

More memories sift through my twisting think state
to give weakness a shake to get back to my fate
of regaining the crown that gives winning the gown
to become my one bride that will swell me with pride.

I know that my mind will be cursed with emotions
that pour out devotions of failing new potions
which melt out my spirit to burn and then sear it
with anything bad so that I won’t be glad.

But then I say things to help rejuvenate
so that I will become someone way more than great.

So what if my chase has not won any race
because I should still run since I’m so far from done.

So what if the love that I wish I could feel
has not ended the way that would make it feel real.

So what if my world can look darker than dark
because my soul is light and will always give spark.

So what if some trials will take me on miles
that wind on this road that is hard and not gold.

So what if this life has not always been pretty
’cause nothing that’s shiny has never been gritty.

So what.
So what.
So what.

Over it.

I’ll win this new chase because now it’s my race
that will give out the end where I shine out a grin.

I’ll win against love even though it’s been tart
because there is just one that will stay in my heart.

I’ll win with the light that will give out the sight
that is warm with my passion and more satisfaction.

I’ll win in this drive that will leave me with smiles
from gaining more gold inside every new mile.

I’ll win against gritty and dirty new troubles
and bury them under the deepest of rubble.

I’ll win.
I’ll win.
I’ll win.

Enough said.

It’s time to begin in this city of angels
for now I will win, no matter the angles.

And last time I checked my heart still gave a beat
that gives out a pure rhythm that lifts up my feet.

The only thing left for this boy seeking glory
is to keep on writing my triumph life story.

Story of my life; take two.