sleeeping in these dark corners
I surrender immensely to my psyche
Incurring all pain payables
forwarding all my joy receivables
unto the next day
the next day not necessaraliy
twenty four hours
but the consecutive candid moments
the beckoning of music, the sound of laughter
I induldge in the now
with that in mind
Idare not orphan the past
nor hesitate with the future
nonetheless what I hold dear
Is the hustles and bustles
the dribbling of thoughts
hands in hands
cuffed agendas
unity and respect
Not history or policies
What i hold dear
is this moment in moments
the next moment thereafter
disparity lies within a mistaken
chronological state from which
I choose to never look back upon
Bless this moment your moment our moment
I have my breaths scripted
bless this moment your moment our moment
where in time i no longer stand
It is somewhat irrelevant
somewhat trivial
a banal aspect of self actualization
perhaps no aspect at all
i reside in the I
In the YOu
In the Us
In the God
I reside in the....
simplistic intravenous sense
I am here now
very interesting and meaningful poem. pl see some of my poems too.