irenio irenaeus bero


I breath and live on the certainties of life's possibilities
taking a breath of sigh while looking at the skies hoping to land
my thoughts in a pool of love and realization as I overcome the puny atrocities
of beelzebub and never looking back through the windows adorned with a sad past, it feels like my heart feeds on the light of my aspirations even though I still might need to replaced the bulb to enhance the visions through the rays it portrays, there is many ways to locate my destiny and mine was given and shown to me when I least expected the Gps of emancipation to pick up any signal, so there i stood probably amazed at how less confused i felt when my emotions crashed with disbelief, I looked outside the window and glanced at the dreams of those who followed its footprints with determination, I do things to be happy and stay alive in the photographs time decides to frame on generations thats still to come, my inspiration ranges from many sources and the main fuel obviously stems from those who follow the paths of reality seen through their minds eye, nothing can be more special than to be alive while enjoying the arduous effort leading to a life divine.

In a world of entertainment, television, sports, models, celebrities, gadgets, my inclinations to the above remain neutral.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 13, 2011

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