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About therationalelement

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Listening

Headlight beams travel cross my room. 

Speeding across the wallpaper at night
Who is the person behind this luminence 
Is she on her way home with family dinner?
Is he returning from a long trip out of town?
Unique voyages for each beam of light
Across the wall at night in my room. 

The walls are moving but through time
Who built them and lived between them? 
Old and new homes pass me by as I travel
All containers of dreams and aspirations 
If they could tell their story to me
I’d listen closely to what they have to say

Walking slowly through the town graveyard
Reciting the names and eulogies; it seems important. 
I feel strange standing in so many people’s future 
Wish they could give more than an etched stone saying  

A face with a blank expression sitting near me 
Biding time, wanting to reach a destination. 
I hate time biding, so I smile so she does too
There’s little time to tell stories while we’re making them
But isnt life the only time we have to listen?
Maybe in heaven we can all listen to each other. 
When no one is pressed for time. 

Love is

Love is a passion

Love is a principle
It is sought the most
Is avoided the most 
It brings freedom
But captures us
Love is self-sacrifice
Yet wants to indulge
We do it willingly
But it imposes on us
Is always fair
Sometimes unjust
Brings the most pleasure
Causes the most pain
What is love? 
Let me tell you all about it
Let me know when you figure it out

Reality

We awaken from dreams
Yet reality lives on   
Anything can happen
Till this world is gone

An uncontainable love
The untamable beast 
Hand each other a gift
Forgo passion for peace

A paradox of sorts
No fears or regrets. 
We can smile inside 
If this time’s all we get

But love makes its way
There’s more to expect
These journeys don’t end
It’s a truth we accept


Living on Dreams

We live in a world of ambitions 
But goals are never what they seem
They’re measured with fame and money
We’re happy just living on dreams

Who cares what direction life takes us
If we’re living in failure or fame
As long as we’re holding each other
We know who’s winning the game

The world mocks for not caring
To us it’s not a surprise 
Their opinions  really don’t  matter
While we’re looking in each other’s eyes 

Keep your jewels and travel
I’m sure they’re beautiful things 
We’re content anywhere we’re together
As long as we’re living on dreams. 

Forever Love

I asked forever love to be convenient 

But it is I who have to conform 
Looked for it with stress worry and fear 
Unending love will only rest.
As I strive to become worthy of it
Lasting love takes me as I am
Eternal love doesnt respond 
To mere mortal efforts 
We can only bow at its feet 
In admiration
And cling to it with passion 
through this fleeting life



















Tears

It stung his cheek 

Despite his fears
His guarded heart
Was shedding tears

Her tender heart
Familiar flow
How easily  
It let them go.

When all is quiet
Instead of sleep
It opens up
They gently weep

It’s in the songs 
On every note
In what was read
In what was wrote

Broken hearts
It’s how they bleed
Because they miss
Because they grieve

Because they hurt
Because they care
Tears will fall
When life’s not fair

Chivalry

Chivalry

Can be lonely
The highest love 
puts care above passions

Loyalty
Can bring misery
The highest honor
Puts right above self

Liberty
Has casualties
The highest freedom
Puts peace above life.

Bravery 
will bring injury
The strongest man
Is going to cry. 







Changes

Flowers bloom

And the changing moon
Nothing stays 
But my love for you
Summer breeze 
And the swaying trees
Enduring love
Like the rolling seas

If the wind changes
And it turns the pages
Any storm that rages 
You can count on me. 

Changing plans
And the shifting sand
We’re secure 
You just take my hand. 

Gardens die 
And our eyes will cry
Souls will live
Never say goodby 

If the wind changes
And it turns the pages
Any storm that rages 
You can count on me. 









Inner Man

I know a wild man, who crouches deep within 

He’s friends with all my passions, they want to hang with him
The stoic man is always right, demanding I obey 
My passions cannot stand him, they can’t come out and play. 
I may get drawn to either one
One is safe, the other fun.