Words are maps To our souls
Essays and Words Written by Ilori
Exploration Into a Concept of Happiness
Have you ever felt a warm summer breeze while walking in a field alone under the setting sun? Or the head of your cat rubbing against your leg as you sit on the back porch sightseeing the clouds? An invigorating feeling that seeps into the nook and crannies of your chest as your pupils dilate from its beauty. Happiness found in nature can be found within us. Born from a body conceived from Earth; we are connected as one. Fall brings preparation for winter death that is followed by the rebirth of spring ending in summer life. The circle of life isn’t confined to the end of our existence. Sadness and happiness breed each other. The scales are tipped when we tell lies to ourselves in the scheme of life outside of our mind, while yin and yang reside in the cry to soar in the sky. Unbuild the bricks built on weak sticks to free yourself from the trapped mind once unbalanced in the lies of the now healed cries.
Protest Poem
Our fresh air has depleted
Lungs now filled with the dense smoke of oblivion
Topped with manipulation
Causing an obliteration to the lives we’re living
Corrupting a muck of destruction
Our minds will not be disrupted
By the pollution of the institution
The goal is to control the future with our constitution
Infiltrate the snakes with their own bait
To cease all deceiving thieves from their lead
Mona Lisa
Part 1
Her gentle smile causes havoc among the ones that see it
Possessing a beauty that creates duality in the minds that judge and critique it
Deceiving the ones that want to believe it
Yet they perceive at surface level
But in the depths of her lines you find the truth in her presence
Intent spread within the layers
Only the ones that believe it can escape the deceivement