Same Shit? Please ??!?!!??

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Please give them the same over and over;
please shove it down their throat
that’s the way they seem to like it.

Please repeat the same shit all the time,
please stay ordinary and in line
that’s what gets them going.

Are they really only pleased
by the mundane comfort of the known?
Please set them free!
Please let them open their mind!
Please let them appreciate something new!

 

©steve sniukas

Lost Love - Love Lost

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Finding you in this mad world,
let me step into heaven on earth.
You just blew my mind,
until I found myself shackled to the ground

If you love me, leave me
so we can be one freely!
Oh if you love me, leave me;
as I leave you,
free to be with(out) me

Obligations became the order of the day.
and where did our fire go?
Ashes turned to diamond bars
holding my mind caged like an animal.
Or was it just me, blinded by the fury that was your love?

If you love me, leave me
so we can be one freely!
Oh if you love me, leave me;
as I leave you,
free to be with(out) me

You let me, past the gates,
let me into your heaven!
why oh why did I end up behind bars
harder than steel, yet subtle like the wind;
when you knew I long to run freely
right beside you.

If you love me, leave me
so we can be one freely!
Oh if you love me, leave me; as
I leave you, free to be with(out) me

 

©steve sniukas

Force of Habit

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Circling and cycling ideas in my head,
but life confronts me, over and over with the same challenges.
I wonder:
Am I in charge through;
or am I a victim of:

Force of habit,
forced by my habits?
forced liked the sea by the moons gravity;
first I’m pulled in,
and then I push back out

They say a good mule hits the same wall but once!
but what if this time the wall breaks?
Just like me, keeping up my habits coaxed by desire,
going for a different end.

Force of habit,
forced by my habits ?
forced like the leaves blowing in the wind;
first I’m flying,
and then miserably I end

Or is it just my nature?
and what if things turned out different, just this once!
and what if, though unknown to me the only thing to set me free is ….

(true love)

 

©steve sniukas

The Freaks

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What freaks we are!
always craving what we cannot have
and when we can, we cannot
even enjoy it.
already craving something else!

Devoured by our desires,
burning from the inside out.
leaving empty shells,
unable to fill these voids.
screams echoing the hollow,
inside of us disconnected freaks.

Disconnected from ourselves
we plug our minds into a machine
(sharing our frivolousness with the rest of the world)
have we become a race of freaks?
or just a joke of ourselves,
that we no longer get ?

 

© steve sniukas

the warning

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Broke the heart of everyone i ever loved.
now it's time for darkness to come visit me.
karmic law has to be this way.
as i sit here with tears in my eyes,
realizing i broke them all.
and for that alone i deserve to die.
but the knife on my wrist would be too easy now.
No, i'll take the long way,
and will go with the solitude;
i cast upon myself with every step along my way.
Be safe, and stay away!
and i hope you'll find happiness, still!

 

© Steve Sniukas

The Sparkles' Glow

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The sweet fairy’s
sparkling and glowing
so much stronger,
this goddess is so pure

She’s the one,
the goddess herself,
manifested to rescue me,
such purity, she even cleansed me

not from this world,
she brought me back to life,
the glow, constant flow,
bending time and space

No wondering about,
no wandering about,
know now to give freely,
came undone,
become one!

And all that surrounds
has disappeared!

 

©Steve Sniukas

sparkles

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red sparkles falling
floating in space and time
bending all there is

give all there is to give
freely
floating in this red glow
constant flow
of peace and fire

no wondering about
no wandering about
freely floating
bending time and space

it takes no effort
there are no rules
to this freedom we found
there is nothing to see
only to feel all that is, has been, will be
come undone
become one

and all that surrounds
begins to disappear

CAN BE

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beyond the edges
no more centers appear
and yet,
no vast emptiness, to be felt
as we pass the gates
of our subconscious going with the flow
enter completely
and there is no more going out
free flow! free fall?

floating above the clouds, that are no more
no more than you and I
yet all there is to be
be free, as slaves we remain

as life turns, choices I make
seem to matter, and yet always come back
come back to the path of the flow
asking me to let go

a dance that encompasses
all that is, all that was, all that will be
as our third eye opens
to see all that we can be

freedom can be found in the oddest of places,
and all along my devils’ are chasing me
down to the darkest of places,
up to the brightest of heavens
as I disappear in a crowd

no need for mutiny or revolution,
we need revelations of our subconscious
to stimulate evolution.

© Steve Sniukas

IN BETWEEN

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the little angel on one shoulder,
the little devil on the other,
forever arguing their case.
when there is no right or wrong,
only consequences

so what is there left to say
for me, sitting in the middle
can only pray
for a little quiet time,
just to calm down.

© steve sniukas

FIRE

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Not as confused as yesterday,
still i feel reality’s ever changing,
slowly consuming me, a fire within
of which, still only sparks are to be seen.

Can’t wait for the day, they fully ignite,
let me burst open and consume me.

Yet in no hurry, I find myself
patiently going about…

until it’ll all be on fire

VANITY

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the beauty of the first flower,
will it remain?
or is it fading with the arrival
of the rest?

it bewilders my senses to see
beauty trying to outdo beauty

and standing by,
the killer is patiently waiting,
marking his prey.

in the masses of the oblivious
hiding dead emotions behind pretty smiles

fake as the rest,
once you've peeled
the shell
away.

WORLDS

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Why are we taught to forget
what we see, when children we are?

our minds, are no saints,
self-centered we’ve learned to be.

self-importance, overrated
still constantly underestimated by most.

no one here to show us
how to live?
we all need to fall by ourselves,
to learn the extremes
of our existence.

here is as real as
there has always been

aware of yourself,
you need to be
somewhat free
to enter there.

the day that I woke up;
no remembering where or when
it was.

DEFINITIVE

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back and forth I swing
unable to make the choice
indecisiveness

how to set a definitive point
into a constant flow ?

every second everything is changing,
but they ask me to remain the same,
unchanged

how to stop the unstoppable
the constant flow
of everything that stands now

only moments away, the change
of all we know, took for granted.