This Torrential Metaphysical Design Poem by James Darwin Smith II

This Torrential Metaphysical Design



Torrential burdens confine
Hiding in the shadows of dismay
Afraid to come out to play
Metaphysical madness
On a tedious ride


A spirit stuck entwined by pain
Rejected seems a redundant game
Inner eyes locked into phantom cries
Only revealed to the self, confined


Frustration comes in the form of desire
Hope in someday rekindling a fire
No obvious conclusion coming this way
Intuition has grown, No more disdain


Bejeweled and bewildered in a fashioned sense
Dense with desire eclectic devotion
Taste is nothing but the easy way out
Thirsty eyes no prize without a doubt


So what is next in this flaw filled game?
My heart, my will, society will never tame
Only shared as an equal in a newfound hope
Giving up no more, I can now cope
Into a metaphysical reign, No more pain


Sharing this mind to all that is not blind
This heart reshaped in hope’s design
Spirit so strong, it will never die
And this soul will always fly beyond this very time


The unknown waits
So fun it shall be
Never be scared
Set your mind free


Torrential burdens will finally die
The shadows will be gone, nowhere to hide


Laughing on with such joy within
Torrential burdens die
Self-spirited invocation
All will be just fine


I will soon find what I was looking for
My intuition is on the rise
No more illusions of pain, all will subside


Torrential burdens are just about to die
The funeral is set
These eyes go beyond this metaphysical ride


Alive and well
No more places to hide
Now here I am controlling my own pride


Metaphysical in a sense sublime
Burdens are gone, free to ride beyond the past and present time


All is well
Peace is here
And love within is something I have found in strides


Now my faith in love will never die!
These eyes are a portal to not just this soul
But visions of a future surprise woven by my own hope’s resurgence


All is well
All will be left to be just right


Center of this personal universe
Waiting for another galaxy to come this way
No rush just patience
All is well
All will be everywhere shining bright


Non fictional realities
It is now my time to shine!


Welcome to this Torrential Metaphysical design!
Enjoy the ride!

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Written on 10/11/15
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