Long time no see

7 years slipped by
In what feels like
a blink of an eye

A momentary goodbye
Became what feels like
A different lifetime

So much has changed
But opuss remains
A way out for the bird
Who’s been long caged
Opened by my word
Flight through broken chains
To survive the hopes and pains
And soar above the copes and rains

A bow of gratefulness
To how it great it is
To create with this
Once again

The Age Of The Lost This age of the lost The damned dissassociated soul Doom to forever pay the cost Of feigning being whole This age of the vain and self Where kids grow up wanting only fame and wealth But without the work The labourous hours of intensity Your minds rugged journey to realism Isnt what id expect it to be My path, its long The cries of a peacock song This wrath, it isnt wrong Its in need of the form Yall gonna need zues to weather this storm Cause i intend to complete my journey And never again stumble Complete the path to satifsy this yearning Then hit game so hard, ill make it fumble Ha B.r.p 7/16/2017

13 Months Later Ive gone and become Unraveled and done Finished and ended Im followed this circle And it still hasnt ended Ive come and begun Stopped in full run Kept to the beat of the drum Yet still kept shunned I wont lose anymore I wont gain anymore defeat No more opening false doors No more opponents to beat Stanza four feels likes the key To fully delevoping a reality To my creativity My indivual liberation

Ripples Do you ever stare at your reflection in the pond? Seemily lost yet found. Your solace is within in your chaos Ironic isn't. As your staring at it, The wind will blow and send ripples Cascading through whatever liquid is your mirror Its doesnt destroy your reflection It merely disorts for an instant But in that instant You might change positions Might flick your hair or shift resting legs So that when that instant ends Your image has become something new But you dont realize it Its to small, to infetesimal to really care Yet #life is very much like that Everyday change happens until One big ripple comes and you step away. Only then you notice the change. The need for it. Dont live #life waiting for that next gust to ripple the water Create your ripples by whatever means you deem vital

Forever Two cents Long spent On a bunch of nonsense Traded in all my common sense For a pretty face and likeable mind So therefore these rhymes Are a testament to the hectic times A reflection of the current complexion Of our nation Slowling be killed by media sensations Making people believe in the complication They keep us racing So our time keeps wasting Before we can realize They hardly did it by surprise Brought sunset in place of sunrise