Lirye PondersWe are being these things,Lirye Ponders by OgenB
fantasies cupped in dreams, held on wings of ink.
Wise voices with choices leading to stoic and happy,
we know where these things ingrain on the river
on the story trip, weaving puzzles after the show.
Separate personalities identified and noticed;
this IS evil.
This is the one who is ignorant.
This is the one who is wise.
We know the actions, they read off the greatest stories we ever told.
We know how to be those people.
We brought them into being.
Why can we not become
We wrote them all.
I Die ReloadingThe quiet explosions this home knows,I Die Reloading by OgenB
ring an echo in every glass I've ever emptied
it shines a flare through the worried faces
of the onlookers to this battlefield
Pound it down and I am armed,
I'm in for a fight against a peaceful type of night
and we take no prisoners besides ourselves in this hell
I'll die reloading, you can expect it so
don't be surprised when there's no shock locked in my dead eyes
I spent so many nights trying to survive
a battle won should be done
but pour me one more my son.
The cannons roll exposed a position of poison paraphernalia
how can I resist another blissful struggle in the raging war
we fight for peace, and we feel we get it,
when I take the shot; one enemy down.
It feels accomplished, the sudden silence
taken one more, and there is no final score
just the final end to this beginning that makes no sense
who would choose this?
I can't remember how it will start
but I know right where it will end
over and over again.
I'll die reloading, just so you kno
That Love that Never WasMy quiet celebrations fall;That Love that Never Was by OgenB
rain onto electric wire,
a gentle buzz;
Inspire a power ballad so tired of loves blossoming only to expire.
Find memories stuck to me
with worn pieces of scotch tape.
Draped with dust and slowly losing trust to attach another piercing piece just to sooth my lust.
Slowing with every name I have to remember.
Showing the fear that I carry through another December,
winter; beautiful but frail to a sun or even a stale warmth of springs dull heat.
I will wither, grow, bloom, and die again.
You're on the floor falling in first placeEverything big is also small.You're on the floor falling in first place by OgenB
We've heard its call, our rise and our fall,
our you's and our he. is are I's and we me's.
It flows and floats, bobs and weaves
fast and tall, slow and small we are nothing and all.
We shape to the songs of our day,
Every cash register to a phone ring emboldens a different action to this universe beholden.
Echoed in music and dance, symbols entranced and evoked in emotion so strong it bent bones into a pose.
It encircles our lives and to the rhythm of our highlights and demise
It echoes and erodes, it flows and it floats, weaving and bobbing up the ladder from us.
to the toppest tops that ever were the bottomest bottoms of infinity.
Below us it shrinks in a dance of tiny joys;
each cell larger than suns for some small endless beings
that were only ever ourselves.
Every atom a role to fill in a wave that thrills across existence and non-existence in such persistence that it crosses the walls of time.
It is a ceremony of celebration to the vibration of life.
Favourite genre of music: Pretty much everything but country.|
MP3 player of choice: Computer
Favourite cartoon character: Nightcrawler
Personal Quote: Love and hate are the same in the same way up and down are the same, both are directions that go dif