MERE THINKING

make only what one will of words. Take in only what one likes. See only you, the eyes of the beholder. Can give each word exclusive life. thats the beauty behind words, they each bestow unique m

Common sense  miscalculated,
Consumption clouding awe,
Reaching language, barrier breached,
Wash their hands of Murphys Law

Spies a flawless exposition,
Exploiting love and war,
Dances on the cusp of death,
Hatred settles karmas score,

Draws a breath from heaven,
Holds a second breath from hell,
A death wish on the table,
Gambling life, and live's to tell,

A swine by any other name,
A bore beneath the plain,
In brier thought we stand unite,
Coexistence hiding shame,

Head first into entrapment,
Heart first I play the game,
Victorious my legion lost
Battle scars of love in vein.

Author's Note

Take each poem as you will, read only as you like.

Let the words speak to you, listen as they sing a different song for everyone, in ways only they can relate. I feel I write in my own distinct style, Poetic words that speak uniquely on a deeper level. Individual meanings for each individual.
I guess to put it Plainly, what ever YOU make of it, is exactly what your supposed to make of it. (it has a different meaning for everyone ) no right or no wrong perceptions. Only your own perspective matters... No matter what that may be.