Simple joys come from our own reality,
We create happiness from nothingness.
Minds become overjoyed by thoughts of rocks.
Rocks with meaning, rocks that hold memories
Of travel, memories of family.
Simplicity is best; meaning is beautiful
What makes you happy? What is beautiful?
Beauty is whatever reality.
Reality can be with family;
Family can be joy in nothingness;
The nothingness can bring up memories.
Memories are harbored inside of rocks.
What is so special about simple rocks?
The thought of them is simply beautiful.
Rocks can tell stories, they hold memories.
Rocks can connect with our reality,
They can create feelings from nothingness.
Call me silly, but rocks are family.
How can one think of rocks as family?
It sounds pathetic, lonesome, thoughts of rocks.
Thoughts of rocks help with thoughts of nothingness.
Thoughts of nothingness can be beautiful,
A simple, beautiful reality.
Reality holds many memories.
But what are these beautiful memories?
They are memories of my family,
Memories of current reality,
]Memories of my findings of new rocks,
Memories of anything beautiful,
Memories of the thoughts of nothingness.
What are thoughts of beautiful nothingness?
Thoughts of nothingness is just memories,
Thoughts of nothingness is just family,
Thoughts of nothingness is just thoughts of rocks,
Thoughts of nothingness are reality
Nothingness is simply a beautiful
Reality of sacred memories.
Families of simple, meaningful rocks.
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A book of poems and short stories
ПоэзияThis is just a random book of all the poems and short stories I wrote. Many were submitted for class assignments/ contests. (Warning: very dark ideals. SH and Kermit involved read at your own risk:))
