My God we were mad!
To have looked at life in such an abstract way
And it was worth it still
So we ran into the night,
We danced our crazy dance,
And howled at the moon,
To let it know that down here are a bunch of mad young minds,
A bunch of reckless philosophers running wildly on the concrete,
Under the street lamps.
And eventually we stumbled into our own little reality,
We found solace in that place.
Where everything was holy and just,
And there was no need to run around wildly anymore,

When wise men bicker
the world is turned upsidedown
as fools multiply

Ego makes no one wiser
Misplaced pride defeats purpose

Stay your words, first think
Let the wisdom rule your voice
Speak in quiet truth

Reach out to those that need words
Let them heal naturally

Co- author
Ian T

Beneath our copious
stealth
steals

rains wash sleek
suspense
heals

candle wax and vortex baths
swirling
skins of sins

twine vintaged vast vermillion
tasks

drying draped damp
drowned
laying lastly sleeping
and dreamland found
bound in strands
dark and cruel
streaks of night
by lengths
and rule

rivulet tumult
bitten charmed
and broken
summits

Mind is an ever glowing candle....
which lights up the whole world ..
lead kindly light
into the hearts of darkened souls
who need to evaluate themselves first..
than preach ,
in the shallowness of wisdom...
an egoists resort!

Short sweet and simple.

I sought for friendship and what did I find?
Masks of hypocriscy dancing before my eyes

I have missed out on all the signs,
the smiles and laughter adding up to lies

They came to me when life is full of fun,
only to hide when I'm sinking in deep shit

When I have survived the aches of despair,
they return to me with loads of bullshits

I have learnt my lessons about true friendship
it cannot be bought with dollars and cents

As I gained wisdom from experience,
my views changes to make better sense

Tall grass adorns the meadow
as the leaves all seem to fade,

sunshine rays help highlight
when an effort has been made.

Let not every shadow
confuse your perspective,

know inside your heart of hearts
it's all in how you live.

Ignore night's final canopy
have others do the same,

treat the light respectfully
treat it not, as if a game.

Lift high your every hopeful wish
let all your needs be known,

try and help another's plight
that's how friendships can be grown.

the soul wakes........... forced devalue
festival minds preventing them derivation
this was some inundate carnage
squeal and sobriety pertinent
immobilized foraging of those partook

surrender into invisibility
for on earth if recall be
after the penance of fate adjourn them
from much needed time to grow old
deficit kids- were exclusive saints
for this cause. About faith,
what is this whiplash whirlpool
dragging much more participants than enrolled
discipleship of fireball, inhuman inferno

I should enroll
as a poetry student
all Neopoets
are exquisite

I love roses with thorns too
and do you all know
light can not be appreciated
without visual darkness

So roses and thorns
do complement each other
what value has a rose
when thorn is torn
can anyone decipher
for me~

A bowl of porridge
with a glass of home-brewed tea
sate my appetite

A meal served with sincere love
is my wholesome nourishment