Where are we going?

Where are we going my love?

I dare not sit idle

Whilst our bodies weaken

And the earth is desecrated

Wake up from your slumber

I have not seen you for some time

While I carry a torch of love

Awaiting your return

ReflexZionz of All my questionz and answerz.

I see myself; Inside and out..

Reflecting each others burdens and blessings.

Beautifully damaged imperfect perfectionz.

In this moment I’m Time Travel In.

Time Continues Unravel In.

Side my soul.

Finding myself; there she is.

In the mirror I stared;

Aware; Here.

And

There it is.

 

Nina.

 

 

 

RhymesTherapy.

Split personalities; Conflict her realities

But her linguistics; Split anatomies;

Vertigo catastrophy; with haphazard analogies

Blindfolded and walking through my tragedy

Off the dock ; I’m off the clock casually

Awaiting my death; my last breathe is naturally

My first moment of clarity; I’m not afraid to die

Simple n plain when it’s that day it’s time

I hope my life shine through the darkness

That blinds you; finds you, after all:

I had the time to….

Rhyme To you.

 

-Nina

Hour Glass.

Absinth minded

Im bending like time

Just let the time pass

The trickling unwinding

Sands of time

This binding sands of time

So reminding

Meandering and moving

Finding its place

At the bottom of the hour glass

Burried under time is time now

And its time now

To rewind now

I grab the hour glass and flip it

Upside down.

 

-Nina

Swimming in Time.

My soul is saturated in this mystery

My intermittent infinite history

Soaked and infatuated with this existence

Time is time is time…

Tingling down my spine

I’m swimming in time…

Every single day and every single moment

And this…

Deep dark

Breeds luminous light

Stormy nights; A lightning strike

Sentimental energy entities

It’s a hell of a recipe

Gravitating time I drift along

Swimming; time is singing me songs

Of the past and present

Infinite future

Just.

Swimming in time.

 

Nina

Sifting through… The sands of time… – Nina

Take your time in each moment

For every step you take

You may only take once…

-Nina

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Taoist Mystic – Nina

GoodnightNina.

There was nothing, became everything, words devastating.

The tongue is far sharp-er sword. Bit-er sweet words

They ink jot and plot on pages

Captivating your mind, your captive in this ancient

Way. Since pyramids you peer-amidst scripture

The script will surely fit-the-picture

Graffiti-esque hieroglyphs; of time

In rhyme-form or devine-chords

Forever and ever and ever… trying to define more

Writers n biters, stolen ideas are the highest potential in-sequential

Prior to this something there was a comforting nothing

Simplistic-mystic-blissful-infinitely-intimate

Nothing.

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Time, it’s time. – Nina

 

Waiting for time, the right time?

Nighttime daytime playtime…

Clocks with outstretched broken hands

Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months,  years and infinity

Time gravitates, be careful with time, it’s precious…

Do not be idle for time stops for no one, time doesn’t stop for itself

Time is life and death and the present moment rolled into one

This clock outstretched, feel it’s power to heal and destroy

It’s my time, your time, our time.

It’s time.

Time.

Sunbathing on a beach; the sands of time.

Tick tock be the surging waves.

Perhaps I’ll bathe in the yesterdays of days to come.

Watching the ripples of time as I step into infinity.

Living my future in this present,

as the cool breeze runs through my ancient blonde hair.

Hour glass

And the sands of time.