Saturday, July 9, 2016

Eye am real.

My outer shell
Of sensations
Seems to shake
Its great
To know
And feel
All this
Together

A wholesome
Mouthful
Contented
Warmth
From just
Feeling

Do you feel?

Do you feel the way
You eat
Or fear
The unknown?

Consciously
Stupid

Consciously
Intelligent

Consciously
Absent
From the current
Moment

Consciously
Calculating
The reasons
For years

Consciously feeding
Your body

Aware of
Being unaware
About
Everything there is
But why

We know
If no
Humans
Exist

The nature
Wouldn't
Even blink
An eye

An eye
That is
In all of us

Our conscious
Little
Eye

The observer
Is what
Is in us
Of us
With us
To see

The nature
Has newborns
As the freshest
Windows

Freshest views

For good
Bad
Ugly
Sad
Loving
Caring
Sharing
Stealing
Murdering
Killing
Itself
Every day
Every night
Keeping fight
The only reason
Such treason
Towards
Oneself

You built
These
Mountains

Im talking
To you

The one sitting
Behind
The readers eyes

You built this
Yourself
The rivers
The seas
The flowers
And trees

Everything

Dont cloud your mind
With self doubt

Keep it free
For better ideas
Beautiful ideas

Even if it means
Revealing
What you hide
Behind the door
Of your room

Let that idea
Be a sensation
Something tangible
Give it the same worth
You give
To your teeth
In the morning

Clean and rinse
Free from
The sour bacteria
Dont let it sit
And stink

Stagnance smells bad.

Fresh is always welcomed
With kisses.


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