Time Poem by AshUHlee DurrENDuh

Time



Time.
Does it exist?
To confuse one another?
In DNA species
Of human bodies
With conscious so Limited
To impossible demands?
To search one another
In what generation past
To the Will of breed.
Time exist now
To confuse you to I
Of limitation of awareness
In our slumber of two
Hands-
And two feet.
What do you see with open eyes?
Every HUman be blind.
With souls from astray
Of Waken
We perceive our two
Organs
Of the power in the light
As our own limitations
In conscious,
Our own mind
Is weakened by humanity
Of each living body
On earth as what it is
In heaven,
Limited impossible
Actions of
You and I
Could never encounter
Until the End
Of Each Human Body
Passes in Existence
Of Time
Open your Soul's
Eyes
Open our Soul's
Mind.
Awaken-
The
Soul-
Positively your own Peace
On eARTh now,
To eliminate
All Doubt
In belief
Of reincarnation,
Of the AfterLife
For each religion
Is Kind
For allowing their limited minds
To entertain and train
Another in this Tree
Of Our Earth Life
Reincarnation is not
Limited not Every
Thought in Any Religion
Is all True.
Just an Equation
Of Yours and Mine's
Soul to look forward to,
In our Time.
On Earth as What
May be in Heaven,
Another place
We try to face
After each of our bodies
Decay in Each of Our Time.
The Nights after Your
Physically asleep,
One may see such darkness,
Such assumption
On those Blind Minds.
That Every Night is Awakening
Possibly entering the Beginning
To Our Soul's Life.
Where one belongs after such equation of Time.
On some other Day,
When light stretches through
Each room to wake
The Sleep-Ness of
Our Human Bodies
Some of our Mind
Will Remember the place,
Of each Dream we can See
To be but an illusion.
As our Souls visit
Further of impossibilities
Of Humans could only cease
To Reach
In our Mind.
Time only exists,
To Control Our Own
Routine, Our own
Ambitions to seize what we
Limited Human Species
Believe is in the Good
Of Culture Aligns.
For if One were to Stop
Every Occupation
To Simply Wonder,
Twenty-Four Hours
To Analyze Everything
On this Earth
We would only be
In Control of Sleep Deprivation.
So in Our Time,
One must use Inspiration
To keep Bodies,
From This Species
Yours and I's
To Continue Our
Own Health
As Daydreaming exists
In This Existence of Time.

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