Poetry,Divine sincerity, is undeveloped Craftiness, intelligence in the rough. Anthology; filled with the feelings of goodness, love, happiness, GOD and His strengths; is written and shared so as to spread the message of a human heart beating selflessly for the cause of love and peace. To experience joy in the common things of the God gifted life, Read and spread the word.
05 December, 2015
The Craftsman
I stay in the dark,
When my room is blind;
My eyes never see,
I've a paralysed mind;
I've a paralysed mind;
When I sleep with death,
Whose fatal stings are kind;
I sink and fly away,
Leaving the now behind;
Leaving the now behind;
I be an Oneiromancer,
My dreams are divine;
Talented, misinterpreted-mystic,
I let dimensions entwine;
I let dimensions entwine;
I slowly understand now,
The Myths of mine;
I lose consciousness now,
Through the drops of wine.
Through the drops of wine.
-KJ
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