Expressive and Emotional word content… poetic justice… my thoughts are perceptive, occasionally subjective but always dimensional. My career lies in psychology and my mind lies in philosophy. To question and ponder is to reflect. I am both reflective and directive. I never walk with caution as our steps need their footprints. I love this journey we call life.

Category: Poetry

Metamorphosis

Hazy, though somewhat clear,
I wander,
Deep into my own being,
Escapism,
non faltering,
I hide,
Embracing my core

Safety, I seek fresh Solitude,
Pure freedom,
Expressive devour,
I watch quiet,
My own being,
Aware I become

Building, I grow ever stronger,
Inner prowling,
Morphing into my entirety,
I reach deeper,
I become,
The creation I own.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…

Advertisements

Complete me

Hold me when I’m falling,
Cushion my landing,
Gracefully,
Wipe my leaking tears,
Stroke me,
Stand strong by my side.

Quieten my beating heart beat,
Soothe my aching,
Tenderly,
Hold my body tightly,
Secure,
Make me feel safe.

Quench my growing thirst,
Feed my hunger,
Devour me,
Tame my inner tiger,
Satisfy,
Fulfill my deepest desire.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…

Mindful Soldier

Bright eyes flicker,
Burnt by the crisp morning light,
Ideas releasing,
Flow vibrant upon the creased sheet

Morning freshness alive
Remnants of impossibility,
erased by the soulful minds eye,
Realistic perspective flavourings sprinkled
Generous into the coffee cup

Enlightened emphasis is born raring,
Motivated freely by inner desire,
A raising of the formidable pride,
A living soldier is risen.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…

Two

Stroke me and I will sing for you,
A sweetened melody,
A continous bittersweet oblivion
Emotion rising with the chorus

Hold my hand and I will cling to you,
Certain in a belief of always
A harmonious and pure connection,
In tune with the beating of two hearts.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…

Baby love

The gentle tapping of your foot reminds me you are there,
Waiting, ever ready
You remain my secret dancer,
Sweet epitheny,
Your soft rhythm in sharpened melody,
We share a moment in time.

I see you, yet you remain hidden,
Veiled beneath my vision,
I feel your presence ever growing,
Shining brighter,
Enveloping my emotions and embracing my world.
You capture my heart.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…

Keep on thriving

Sing louder when you feel like crying,
Walk faster when you face fatigue,
Smile wider when the frown deepens,
Fight harder when all hope seems to diminish.

Only strength, determination and motivation will see you through.

These friends will never leave your side if you let them in.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…

Burning belief

Alone, we dwell,
Broken and bruised,
Fear melting into perceived form,
We see and we believe
We shrink into the darkest corner.

Alone, we think,
Fear becoming numbing,
A flame flickers deeper inside,
We hope and we aspire,
We reach toward the sky.

We are alive.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…