Mobe's days

The day's disdain shall never refrain from the pain that the rain will wash away. But tomorrows sorrow shall give cause to claim that today's was just yesterday's gain





This is a free thought process to which I intend to entertain and insiniuate debate and humor into what I consider a banal universe. I implore you to leave comment or critique and also to question my purposes if you so desire. It is my intent to invoke creative thought and even a new perspective, though I do not expect all to want the invasion of their minds for the duration of my soapbox. I will censor nothing, but cannot promise that it won't be at a higher desk. Enjoy!~mobe

Friday, September 27, 2013

Submitted Pain


Submitted Pain

I'm accustomed to your face
 addicted to your frown
there's a need not to replace
 the familiar that I've found
and I go so very far, through rains and lightening bolts
 and I go so very far to the thunderous threatening jolts

if I could just erase
 all the tears I've shed and felled
where once stood a mighty place
 are the oceans ruptured swells
and I go so very far, through the rains and lightening bolts
 and I go so very far to the thunderous threatening jolts

as you hook me up and down
 and secure me tightly wound
all my fears are falling down
 there is nothing left I'm bound

and I go so very far, through the pain and treacherous volts
 and you take me way too far, with electric punished jolts
and I go so very far, running through rains and lightening bolts
 never turning back thus far, as I bullet like a colt
from your treacherous volts...from the pain and treacherous volts

~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.

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