I do alot of poetry, i figure i can share some with you, all this can be found at my site www.freewebs.com/mikoda

The Transcendent Glass of Reality

My trial is finally over,
My hands no longer tremble,
My life no longer aches,
A solemn promise I make to myself,
I give my respect and belief to my subject,
I only hope for perfection to my future,
I understand now that I am more than a simple slave,
I am a person and my life is my claim,
No more shall I give into myself,
Never again will I give my whole life to a meaningless thought,
For I am now complete and shall be this way forever,
Or at least until I find out that this is only a delusion of grandeur,
I will not worry about my past,
I will only focus on my future and except me for who I am,
I only hope that the subject can handle my past and understand me now,
My past gives so much gloom and my pretense did not help me,
My future is held in your hands now…where do I go,
I am under the control of a whole new me,
Is there such thing as relative perfection?,
Or will it all end in a single flash of misfortune as always,
I can only hope not…disappointment reeks through my soul,
I have given all that I have before and no good came from it then,
So why should I have any belief for myself now…
I’ll tell you why, I am a new person and I can forever be patient,
For with my patience I am complete…all of me is here,
My shell is overflowing…my soul burns with desire,
My life is visible,
But only through the window of reality.