A Book Of Poems

random poems

*All the same, all as one*

We didn't share an origin or an end but how do I preach self-reliance.
In an expanding universe there's space for no entitlement.
However life can use us we are the same - the tree, the paper, you and I - designed through change to endlessly go on.
We've come to far to explain ourselves we have forgot the tie that binds us, first and last.

*Still remains*

I can't be a lion, I can't be a bear what I wish I can be I can't be I can't change myself.
Every season goes by, every year will fast but I'll always remain the same young or old.
For every penny I toss every hope I had drains away but I keep trying anyway.
Life goes on to find that remaining the same I always look back greatful to myself for not giving in.
Life remains as it evolving humanity and changing every humans being so life remains.

*Evolving*

Through out the universe we choose to differentiate from snail to flea to bird,
Walking around in a body bent on hope
To how far wr have come.
Still do our changing unison as evolution goes on that's proof of something to bury for the future five thousand years from now.
There's no living in a thesis bent to pica-covered, framed, distributed-an oxygen described does not provide.
Meeting again in a defeat of days we hold finality at length, discovering that covering's not the point.
Religion is still is what it is - we fill our desires while borne on the evolving yes.

*All the same*

All stars expire, to lift ourselves and with that gain...lose everything.
We're a common bunch the devil take the differences.
Believe what you like but Don't ignore, to have it otherwise we are experiments looking for connections, is wise being, not by being wise?
The life of man keeps being serious: demand for differences, competing holiness.
Sometimes you'd think we didn't share an origin or end.

*Creation*

The genius of creation isn't done.
What we're not is still what is.
Beyond all paragraphs, we still exist.
All of this you hold once grew, drank from the earth, pushed out extensions of itself.

A/N

I'll be writing more soon after the publishing of my book "ends all well" so yea thank you for read8mg what I have for now ;)