Worth remembering?

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3:30 am, as the birds start to sing,
madness is still in full swing
letting it out, breathing it in.
what words are worth remembering?
most likely all those that we forget

time and space are crumbling on each other
circles with no ends, and no bridges to get over the gaps
deep black holes, drawing us in
where have we gone, the you and I
we knew
or are they still here with us?
spinning in our graves ?

madness in full swing,
whirling like the wind
already overstimulated, aren’t we ?
pushing to keep habits alive!
there is no more
room for error
cause we already fucked it up so many times!

what words are worth remembering?
probably those that we forget!

 

©steve sniukas

Moments

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The way things happen.

The magic of the moment;
when it all aligns
goes outward in, inward out.
and you realize a million little things
had to fall into place
to create this magic moment

can you do anything?
anything but stand in awe,
and love the perfection of it all!
no matter what happens next,
the perfect moment, is so forever after!
pure, just as the fire touching the earth, cleansing!

 

©steve sniukas

Heaven and Hell

in ,

My eyes were deafened by the sound
my ears were blinded by the sight
standing in heaven
feeling it like hell

Close my eyes, so I can see
the way I’m heading in
no longer waiting for the day
that’ll never come

Don’t regret a thing;
are you the one
to paint the pictures
from inside my head?

Don’t shoot for the moon
for I know I can only find myself
among the stars at large

 

© steve sniukas

Smile

in ,

A smile, beautiful from the heart
such a pleasure to see.
just a little shy, innocence in the eyes
beautiful as the clear blue skies
on this first of spring mornings,
no mourning to be felt here today
small caps of snow still hanging by
a thread on a winter finally passed in June.
the air, still chilly, yet your warmth radiates,
and heats me to the core.

Sweet scent lingering in the air
feel free to suck it all in,
life is reverberating in me;
an echo of eternity
change from clown,
no more face,
it’s the real me
to you, a freak I might be,
but you know what,
I feel free.

© steve sniukas

Run

in ,

Run on down,
remembering;
you have to break lose!
cut all your ties,
every now and then.
Stay in your flow;
stay the one you chose,
find the balance between the two.
it’s not too soon, and not too late.

Come on, run on down,
remembering;
you have to break lose!
let go of all your ego,
go back to when
you still had your glow;
bring it back with you,
here and now in the blue

It’s your choice to remember and move, move as you, run on!  

 

©steve sniukas

Breathe - Surrender

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surrender to your self,
surrender to your subconscious,
your mind doesn't know until it's too late,
so surrender to your subconscious,
let go of what you think you can control,
and you’ll be able to breathe,
your mind already knows before you even register it all,
so breathe,
breathe in the awe of what you’re capable of, without even knowing you are.

 

© steve sniukas

the grip

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You cast no shadow,
the darkness in you
is not your own.

You have your own,
held captive by someone or something
who’s hiding inside of you

Can you break their grip and
cast your own
shadow and light of only your own

That’s the beauty of your soul
your own yin and yang
complete in your own

Can you break the grip
of whatever is feeding on your soul
cast your own shadow in your own light!

©steve sniukas

Fit in?

in ,

Do you want an ordinary life?
Do you envy those that don’t see past what their eyes perceive?

How can you crave so badly just to fit in?
How can you aim to be but an average John Doe?

When there is so much magic in your soul!
Is it the old craving for what you haven’t got?

Don’t you want to push the envelope?
Don’t you want to embrace the magic all the way ?

©steve sniukas