Numbers and all that sparkle
Glowing rings and the shining jewelry
That leave you blinded
By what it presents feels like a roberry
How you can believe these things make you happy
Yet you ask for more as if you can't get enough
A new this and new that looking like a donkey
Representing what is hippity and hoppity
Like an idiot scammed out of your own mind
But when you are sick and afflicted with the cough
You can't afford any of what you need
On the inside you lay down and bleed
But on the outside you smile bright
Like nothing matters and you're so out of sight
Fools and people getting fooled all at once
Looking like a bunch of idiots with the hat that says "Dunce"
Addiction to the feeling makes you invincible
But the delusion is more real that what you feel
It's a clear and evident respect electrically
Because of what you believe which isn't real
And the imposition on your life only you can change realistically
These illusions you were sold drastically
And just like an addict to anything you react predictably
You're not a thermostat why act so naively?
Take control of your life and impose improvement
Much more than the petty unnecessary irregularities
Focus on your life and get order into your stable reality
The mind is truly malleable genuinely
But of course the body can be bent according to your will
Just remember to meditate and be still
Breathe in and out steadily
Everything will align justly
And as for you, you'll have the necessary chapters compiled in no time
Definite and indefinite just like the choices
That cause chaos in all the rhythms life blends in
Now is the time but is it also the rhyme?
When we contemplate, will this matter as the wind chimes?
How the ripples take the sparkling glow
And what happens to your future if you don't know
When to let all these things go
How indeed are we still stuck in this maze?
And is the pathway to the exit all in the consolidation of the craze?
The trends and all the things we pay attention to
The choices we make and the steps leading straight out
Out of the ever changing weather
The people who live and die
The decisions that ripple across the storm's eye
Many questions and not too many reflected answers
But I know at the end of the day it's just I against I
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2024 Poetry, Verses and Rhymes
PuisiNew Rhymes and mixed content of poetry for 2024! Rhymes from reflections and lessons in my life