MERE DISPOSITION

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

Back to basics, feel my roots
Earthly footprints, bare my soils uncouth

White lights kiss the sky
Beacon rays of infinite woe
A gifted purpose misdemeanour
Bless'ed curse, kept under stow

Elementary my dear
With a dysfunctional view
Bitter sweet the anomaly
Tardy timings ruled true

Tortured lips sink in song
Distant words, the kill of the night
Rouge tides speak in tongue
To awaken the world, or sleep forever in plyth.

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.