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THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms ***
[ II ]
*** Glimpse ***



“Each strain
Of thought
Thou rise
In heart, -
For those
Who fought
In wars
Of mind,
They train -

*** Root ***

As when
One feels
How world
Is blind,

Each spark
Of light
Shows dark
To find
Its wheels, -

*** Root ***

What heals
Best wounds,
When crowds
Seek death? -
Who steals
Their joy,
Those dreams?
In cries,
Dim sounds…

*** Root ***

It seems
In change
Time, speaks, -
Thou world
Get strange,
With tides
In peaks; -
- Light - takes
No sides…”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

Hello my fellow critters.
I will give you a lot of jitters.
My name is boom boom.
My bark is a signal of doom.

Can you hear the sounds of my bark.
It's a little bit dark.
Please open the light.
So it will be all bright.

Let's play a simple game.
Let's see who has the best aim.
Throw me my delicious treat.
Time for me to take a sit.

The spoiled dog is winning.
Please stop from crying.
There's always a next time.
But, the treats will always be mine.

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms ***
[ I ]
*** Shush!.. ***



“But Truth
Can not
Be told, -
Thou one
Must live
To know
Its Lore, -
Right core
To give;

*** Root ***

A word
Thy lips
Will bend
Or twist, -
Like sword
To mend
Each pulse
In wrist, -
Thin chord; -

*** Root ***

Must not
Be said
What can’t
Be heard, -
For paths
Are strayed,
While sights
Reach swayed,
Tongues slurred; -

*** Root ***

Thou warp
A note
To pierce
Blind hearts,
Eyes blurred,
For lies
Have spurred,
While dark
Has thrived!..”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

Falling down into a ..... hole of depression. I am sinking further down without no helping hand to guide me. Feeling lower than the dirt on the bottom of your shoes. That you just pick off,throw away. For if I just did not exist I think that would make it easier and make. you happier for you. You will be glad if I just disappeared as everything I do it's not good enough. For if you feel that way why do. you want me to stay. If only want me just to be verbally abused by you. To treat bad I wish I was dead! Do you wish the same ? Maybe you have a worst faith for me? Do you even still love me? Do we just exist together or do you love me? This question I will never know the answer to. Garbage waiting to be thrown away is how I feel each and every day. Does anyone else feel this way?

I'm not you, you are not me?
but we are you see?
This seperation was meant to be,
find your place at your own pace,
be the you that you want to be,
then in time you will see,
OUR UNITY.

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XXXV ]
*** Red rush ***



“Where the roots
Hide shells
- And the ferns
Twist wells
Out of
Their shoots,
- Lil’ springs
With strings
Make turns; –

*** Root ***

Yet, the dwarf
Musk deer
Quick learns
- To have
No fear,
- Brim stones
Slow morph
In fog
Old seer; -

*** Root ***

There the frog
Jumps near,
- To the wharf
A sphinx, -
Sun flares
In the spear,
Red rush
On the boat,
Who sinks; – ”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

*** END of Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XXXIV ]
*** Glare at dawn ***



“In these
Wild lands
- Where the trees
Guard the cliffs,
Owls hide
At ease;
- Last bear
Still stands
For gifts; –

*** Root ***

Cold springs
Cut through
In riffs,
- Like on
A side
Bell rings
To glare
Meek ferns
At dawn; -

*** Root ***

Too shy,
The gold fawn
Waits the fog
In a
Long stare
To the sky,
While the bard
Search for
His bride; – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XXXIII ]
*** Rose rhyme ***



“Rose rhyme
In the night
- While birds
Of the moon
Raise tunes
In miss;
- Low choirs
In the grass
Praise Lord; –

*** Root ***

Rose rhyme
At dawn
When the dews
Throw sparks
Through the land
In which
All dress
Green robes
Of hope; -

*** Root ***

Rose rhyme
From noon
Till dusk,
- When the foal
Runs wild, –
For the wind
With flutes
Calls the muse
To weave; – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

I've paid my dues
Worn out my shoes
Is life without much gain
I've suffered in silence
Avoided much violence
Peace came without pain
I’ve made my plans
Reached out my hands
Washed out in the rain
I’ve made my way
Always had my say
During my whole reign
I’m ready now
Prepared somehow
To start over again
I’ve conceded to
The cards I drew
Not all was lost in vain

Darkness reigns
As the crispiness of breath
The chill in the air, increasing
As it collides with the tears
That fall descending from grace

In the midnight hour,
A glimmer of a flame flickers
Searching for warmth
Amid this wretched feeling

With depression leaning towards grief
A parting of ways happens at dawn
Annhiliating my negative neglect and belief
As daylight, the autumn morning begins to yawn
As sunrise and hope for life is reborn