ceetaylor

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The Subjectivity of Art

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life

I guess it's all a matter of taste and style. But which do you prefer?

They say things like..

Current mood:

A leaf.

Hitchhiking on the whispers of mother nature.

Freedom rider!

Nomad.

the traveler

I journey til life says "no more."

Used and hardened

Breaking under the weight of man.

I breathed life into you, and

You walk all over me like I'm nothing..

I am nothing

I am something.

While I say things like..

Father Time comes time and time again,

Exposing our differences

Which in the end,

Is superficial

Just rituals

We're so many shades

Unveiling the beauty within us.

Providing cover to others

Predictable circumstances expose our true nature.

But every year it's the same cold shoulder

The "these arms can't hold ya"

The "I don't know ya!"

Fair weather friend!

You never seem to know me when the

fair weather ends

You just let me go,

No concerns about where I'll end up.

I'll just pack my seed

And leave

You let me down, but with a little shine

watch how I stand up!

On my own.

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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY ceetaylor

The End

Sleeping on a higher plane, Jane

these planes are trains,

lanes of thoughts

donâ€™t wake me up

break me up, all I see are cranes.

Wrecking balls, calls

to destruction.

Cocaine slang

All I see are David Ruffins

Bluffing, trusting in all I see

All I see is.... nothing.

Crossroads: The Burden Bearer PT. 2

Speaking to you from the other side

of sorts, I know

our time was short,

Smile chile

I know you wanted me to stay a little while longer.

This hourglass drops the past

one grain at a time.

I’ve

sighed

at the sight of life,

Slipping through this narrow eye.

Swallowed my pride

I’ve moved my feet away from defeat.

Father Time showed me..

No matter how quick you be

no man escapes his reach.

Usain Bolt

the hope filled spoke on what they believe.

These burden bearers

share a weight I wished you would’ve buried

with me.

Let my sorrows carry on with me

with peace

I’ll piece together whatever why’s are left behind. Unanswered

c...

A Letter to Whomever

I told such and such,

Trust is a must.

You see, lust will carry you over

But F you over

How much longer

can we use love,

As the precursor to a do over?

Sober thoughts

The lover's lots are cast to the cask.

Til death do us part...?

Pardon me, but that wasn't our part.

I've parted ways with more than my fair share.

In my quiet times, I still have flashbacks

"If you even cared.."

I dare you say that I didn't care!

Brick by brick,

Laying a foundation.

Brick by brick,

I've missed on more than one occasion

Saving a name for one

my name

was exceptionally given.

And keeping it was my decision.

A precious gift given

should be well r...

The Vent

To my distant lovers

And unimportant others

Affecting my mood

By moving on to another

Look I get it.

And even if I didn't,

I'm finding that timing

is the only thing I'm missing.

The Walls

Trust in the timing
I'm finding,
Success can be blinding
I'm finding,
When mining for diamonds
I'm finding it's trying
I give it my all
and watch how it stalls
It must be the writing.

Unfinished

Mellow tones over the twilight
Trust lights
Familiar sights of the royal misses.
Eyes like prisms
She imprisons my gaze
Glazed
Dazed in a maze
I'm amazed at what I can't mention.

A deer in the headlights
Red lights meant more to me
To be...

Well perhaps Shakespeare spent too much time with the words.

Verbs
Slurs
Curbs of enthusiasm
Spasms
Passions
Lasting throughout the sunset.

A bar may not be the best place to find love
But who's to judge?
Here I'm at peace
Each
Mona Lisa
Leaves an artist wrought with dissatisfaction

It happens
That some works remain unfinished,
Business as usual
Soon you'll
See the bigger picture
When it's finished.
I hope you'll appreciate my rendering...

Why I Pace in FCUL

The crew asks
"What's the pacing bout?"
Head up in the clouds
You got me spacing out
Tracing out,
Ways that I can say
"I just want to be the one who gets to take you out"

Life

Passion played its part
At the start
I'l think I've found life.
In this dark
I sought light
You weren't right to say I was blessed.

For now I have become death,
The destroyer of men.
With each breath
I feel less,
Cursed is the killer of kin.

Tell Me

Girl tell me what you won't do
You know I want you
I want to,
Do what I said I was gone do
I'm going through,
A lot of changes
I just want to
Stay the same just plain
CT
for you.

Sins from a past life will haunt you
Still I want you
I want you
to,
flaunt yourself in front of me
Plant a seed
Of jealousy
For my sanity
Now you see
A little bit of what I go through.

Did I ever tell you that I still want you
I think I might love you
Not subtle,
No clue
If there's anything that I can do
A can do,
Attitude might not be enough to get me through
What I'm about to go through.

We are who we are
Secrets we kept from the start
I'm starting over with a clover
Wish me luck at the start.
As far as this rac...

A Traveler's Note

I've traveled the open seas to see if there are better shores,
Wanting more
I'll moor foreign or demestic
The journey, bless it
Lord, plot the course

Sailors and pirates dream of foreign treasure
Lustful pleasures
Endeavoring in all this world has to offer
I'll offer you this:

Peace.

In the form of war
Torn apart
My hard-beating heart can't take the pull

I'm tired.

Weary from the soft rock
This third rock
Has tested my merit.
And whatever the chosen metric to measure a man
I've been measured

And here I stand..

As a man
My final stand will be on land
Fine sand
Ocean breeze
Please let me be
Without contempt!

In my post-war peace,

I dream of old age
A sage
Not foolish enough to stand in the sand alone

Beca...