Here are a couple of my more lighthearted poems the first is full of depth, the second is self explanatory.
Perhaps Beneath the Sacred Chant.
Perhaps beneath the sacred chant of life,
a language symphony surrounds us brilliantly,
like an angel listening to a moment's breathlessness.
Explore the broken perfume and the devouring storm,
circle this sky in a gorgeous delicate embrace,
that lingers for an eternity like a moon,
swimming and soaring over an ocean of poetry.
The likes of men candidly seeking fluidity,
racing over each other around a world in turmoil,
looking for peace and never finding,
only a ticking clock binding man in unity.
Destruction awaits in timeless motioning,
for the day or night when people openly look,
why and wherefore, only one knowingly answers,
a questioning blunder of senselessness.
A lucid awakening of consciousness,
perhaps beneath the sacred chant of life,
a language symphony surrounds us brilliantly,
like an angel listening to a moment's breathlessness.
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Let us celebrate.
Let us celebrate with candy and champagne,
For the summer rains fly through windows,
Into musically rhythm symphonies pictured,
Momentarily flooding, yet languid in an eternity,
Of worship, beauty, blind secrets of young,
Delirious angel love may pierce beneath,
A porcelain passion, questioning a deep language,
Remembering the perfume of life is sacred,
So linger and listen long to the elaborate dreams of your heart.