Discrepancies in Knowing

I wish I knew what you were thinking…

I wish I knew what you were feeling…

But if I could know what you were thinking…

Would I feel the same?

But if I could know what you were feeling…

Would I think the same?

Would my ideals remain…

Would my soul sustain…

Would I try to dig deeper…

Would I find this mountain a bit too steeper…

Is it all just the same…

Knowing or not knowing…

Does the knowledge change me…

Do I change the knowledge…

In this infinite planet…

How does what we think make a difference…

How does what we feel change the outcome…

At what point does thinking cross paths with feeling? 

Absence in Truth

Conspiracy, love, hate, trust, mistrust, truth, fallacy...

All roll around in a playground of confusion...

Searching, seeking common ground in honesty...

Blinded by the world using sentiments of authority...

Engaging in hypocrisy...

A world full of lies...

A destiny governed by distortion...

Believing in the known only to find it resides with the unknown...

Distraught over the truth of the more I learn the less I know...

Lost to a foundation that never existed...

We all remain absent to the resisted. 

Reality of You

I loved a version of you,
But not you.
I loved a man I thought I knew,
But he wasn't you.
I was in love with love,
But not you.
I was hurt by love,
But not by you.
I was left by love,
But not by you.
I was disgraced by love,
But not by you.
I was left lonely by love,
But not by you.
I was left scathed by love,
But not by you.
Because you were never you.

Suggestibility

Open to suggestion...

The mind rendered defenseless...

At the sound of your voice...

And words of remorse...

We all cling to the hope...

Of all those we spoke...

Dangling on a wire...

To be captured by that desire...

Inevitably we succumb...

Placid and numb...
Fabrication with no intent...
No sight of dissent...
Reminded by cues...
Of the minds different hues...
Floating away in vessels...
Unknowingly resistant to fundamentals...
We place value in colloquy...
Overtaken by suggestibility. 

Perfect Harmony

My mind races...
To you.
From all the places...
Its been.
Seeking solace in your words.
Desire in your warmth.
In a moment when hope has been lost.
An arousal has been stirred.
Blurring the lines as we cross our paths.