Illegal Release Of Energy... Poem by MARIE FRANCIS

From our first encounter

...a submerging flicker,

not a flame!

Since, I knew better to think on men like you and their games...



Our eyes met and pierced the sight of knowing...

of, wanting...

Wanting; what?

...but, this moment was interrupted

to accommodate the meetings agenda

The true BOTTOM LINER! ! !


It was, not once

I think twice, you attempted to tease my curiosity

A stare...

An infringement of my personal sphere.

Your casting of spells here

in the moment of our subconscious familiarity


Short-lived this experience,

for you released me..


Yet, again in your presence,

this energy pursued me

...like a resolute hunter tracking

desirous of slaughtering prey

Gasping for natural air to reduce

your poisonous substance

Engulfed~

Still, by your charm

...and gaining a sense of inner turmoil!

gripping the neck of my will..


Supposedly, with the power of your social stature

The only method you believe would

cripple me...

*momentarily...


So, you attempt to transform my will

into a plea

...a request to partake of an unquenchable desire

A desire to connect to you!

...........................you desired this connection too*


What motivates you?


~connection broken by miscommunication with your

mind

body and,

soul...

A decapitated spirit-man (IF ANY EXISTED)

For you are wounded~


You've been brusied and torn_


Though, I have worn scars skin deep

based on, the "Damage Assessment Calibration" completed for you

it's all resident at your core...

the very esteemed place, "identified as the store-house"

for each living being true existence

or rather,

where, need for existence is formed into purpose


Your apptitude for, lack of sight

sets your pursuits at an all time minimum


While you chase after everything over the sun...

all earthly pleasures

that surmize, to values of zero..


Your investments in and too life

equates to

SUPERFICIAL NOTHINGS! ! !

Never to measured to reputation of a Good Man


Who are you?


I know, your name...

But, it seems as though

our souls, met

...another place?

...another time, perhaps?


Yes, boundaries were broken

- -value-systems worn thin

...for a brief moment

...a time...

...a place...


It's all seems to unspeakable...

with fadable tattoos

that fades with days gone by~


though, the pretense you use may

dellude the simple minded,

dumbfound a fool

out smart the mentally skillful...

Tis! Tis! Tis!


Note: All choices are made in consciousness


Fall of a princess,

to the hands of

A lost prince... turned prodigal son*


But, choice...


Her queenly counsel was not sought

resulting in..

an unwise choice*


A sinful desire...


Still induce with fleshly cravings_

the heart spurned,

and requested...

.....................on an inquest to find-out more!


Notwithstanding...

you were hidden and wrapped in layers of uncut cloth

the cloth~

which clothes your ego!

unshaped...un-molded...primitive to the spirit*


Sorrow seeks company to massage man's will

when ladden wit burdens


~.~.~.~

Unravel, the web of lies

that conceals truth...

Your true identity

Since, before time was

you were...


Before purpose was initiated into a structured assignment

the directive was released from the heavens...

Simply, for you to lead a governable lifestyle...


Governance.. not always presumes the role of a night-guard

no chains..

no strings to be attached! ! !

I've stated that_


If you release this inate want and need to corrupt

You'll gain hindsight

like that of, one thousand marksmen on an armored field

...with an eye's ->line view of the target


All this talk of you

Not of me...

Can't you see

the meaning of this illumination

lacks motive_

For I, '

an imperfect being

...have found no motive

within myself to capture your attention

Nothing... at all!

No guilt rests upon my mind...



Truth_


~.~.~.~.~

From questions to answers...

A tale you may reject!

"How do I release you from my thoughts? "


I was an entity existing within a realm of solidity.

with all debts paid AND reimbursements made

for ill..repented*

and forgiven...


You placed me into the trance of

your energy

Triggering the mental stimulant

that awoke lying, unlawful spirits...

But, this drug ensured

I thought of thee ONLY! ! !


I've heard of thinking systems in the heart... so..

let my heart and mind

not think on thee...


to pursue thoughts on this matter

is to appropriate the lies you've fed

your soul

.....................................a down cast posture

lowly crushed_

Just, STOP this mental lust!

No mind deserves such a

living

breathing

torturous plight!


We're like strangers...

to a night and morning of

stolen climaxes...


Stillness...

Stillness, leaves me cold

as we pass by, in silence...


Shame and remembrance is lost in time

for the sake of,

poor judgement...

this unspoken calamity!


Stillness...

Stillness, leaves me cold

as no echoes of

warm kisses or,

gentle touches are remembered

...all sounds have been trapped

by silence...


Memories of carving your face

with the palette of my mind

and the brush of

my hand...

...only a stranger


Who are you?


My soul, lingers on this thought once more.

Yet, shaken by life's reality,

that all mysteries

and you

are dissipating..

..into an abyss of unworthiness


For change

does not become you...

~you are becoming unworthy of all this thinking

as light grows anew

with wicks...

with flames, in the depths of me...

-you

-me

this sets a clear imagery

I swear

I will release thee

I promise this to my sanity!


You've not once..

not twice...

on no occasion

deserved me...



I've literally gone through the refiner's fire

to be transform into gold...


No energy...

you're fading...

and quickly...

like an army gone retreating*


With renewed sight attained,

I realize, that you truly had nothing to enslave me

...only battles of your own self-inflicting games!

I'll play with you

no more...


Consequently, all my talk of

assuming energies, are lost

and washed away~

like a feather in the winds gone by*


Distance...

...in thought

spirit...

soul...

you disembodied vessel posing as life*

there is no familiarity...



Fixed gaze...


Love...

true love consumes me...

It owns me..

The love that equal God...

...and my God that equals, LOVE.

HIS WILL OWN'S ME.


My humanness may try and fail to persuade my flesh

...but, in my end

the deciding and defining factor

of, my existence

Is, God..


so...

..when the dust of, shattered uncircumcised positions settles*

God wins! ! !

...and my spirit sours to heights few men have achieved

....................................................................here I stand released

...............................................................and, releasing positive energy...