FIGHT FOR THE SPOTLIGHT

 

Within a world that resonates those various desires

of an ambitious soul, desgined by the concepts

that lead most hearts astray

Can become the lack of choices we regret
 

 

Saturated by determination to pull me through

the hardest of times in a world where

everyone's fighting for the spotlight

Humanity now takes a back seat to an animalistic stare
 

 

Constructed pieces of a restless heart devours your

negative impulses that only a selfish soul could share

Immune to your demeaning character

An obvious grudge that your proudly wear
 

 

Regain the momentum to forge thru the roadblocks

that angry hearts design in order to distract the

path your feet would find

Because they are fighting for the spotlight

 

 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

 

 

 

 

PaCe YoUrSeLf

 

Stumbling

                Towards

                              A

                                 Peaceful

                                               Pace

                                               Alternative

                                    Views  

                         Oblige        

                  This

          Race

 

 

Strung

           Out

                 On

                      Demands

                                     Imposed

                                     By

                           Hearts 

                   That

         Never

Close

 

 

Superficial

                  Adversity

                                  Disrupts

                                                The

                                                      Beat

                                                      Of

                                             These

                                      Two

                     Exhausted

              Feet

 

 

          Count

                    My

                         Years

                                   In

                                       Tears

                                       Only

                                   To

                  Appreciate

       You're

Here

 

 

          Value

                   Time

                           And

                                  Value

                                            Friends

                                            Peace

                                 Begins

                          With

      Expectations

End

 

 

Wisdom

             Found

                       Just

                             Experience

                                               Life

                                               Grateful

                                           To

                               Survive

                  Another

         Night

 

 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

 

 

Somber Reflections

 

Cloaked in the uncertainty of this souls purpose

     Highlighted are the errors of my ways

As the value of nothing becomes a lost expense

     Violated by the hands of an absent face

 

 

Rhetorically I question the objectives of humanity

     The quarrels of life's moral dilemma's

Captured in the most beautiful of accomplishments

     And stored in an ugly hearts agenda

 

 

Tormented are the bystanders whose most valuable

     Possession are sentimental memories and scars

Regulated by the governments thriving propaganda

     Determining who will eventually ..intellectually.. starve

 

 

Jagged illusions obscure a builders view

     In somber reflections of doubt

Rescued by the power of ambitions rays

     That break through the darkest of clouds

 

 

 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 



Prolific Words

Scribble and pen these constant ramblings my
brain forms into legible thoughts
Somewhat over-powered by the endless noise
and prolific words that never stop

Lips that formulate only half of what this demanding
mind imposes on this jittery soul
Filtered only by the morals and teachings
that underestimate the internal voice's control

Shaky are the hands that experience success
and failure all in a days work
The foundation of life embraced by hope and loss
of earning what you deserve

Value the dreams that make life tolerable
and never accept disappointments to win
Reality challenges you with doubting words
To dis-arm your strength within

As these ramblings I constantly scribble and pen
to formulate these legible thoughts
I sort through the endless noise and organize
those prolific words that never stop


Copyright (C) Angel Campbell

 



 

 

 

Cobblestone & Blues

 

Built on the ages of cobblestone & blues

Where the midnight air becomes littered with

the melody of laughter

Glances become a connection of beauty's reflection

As if in that moment the only direction is

The distance between me and you

 

 

Southern soulful strangers tread upon history's diversity

A vague resemblance to the city we call Sin

A street bound with years of memories

And those with the right eyes can see

The beauty and not the pain

 

Held solemnly on each passing face reveals

A city built on the music notes of the soul

Shrouded in the ambiance of endless beats

Where blues never sleeps

Down in the heart of Beale St.

 

 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

THIN LINE

Absent are the words these lips can not speak

Endless are the thoughts that invade even my sleep

Distant are the arms of the people I love

As we sometimes over-look the moments we take advantage of

Deaf is the world pre-occupied with destruction

Empty are the concerns you now get by prescription

Rights are now sold by a prejuidce court

Like karma is looking to settle the score

Critical are the memories you are lucky to create

Faded are the scars that only produce hate

Tomorrow are the obstacles that strengthen our soul

The thin line between always giving up or always letting go

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell 

 

 

 

Embers   of   Reality

 

 

As the embers of reality smolder in neglect

Socialization has become physically extinct

This awkwardly displaced society slowly forgets

That life keeps revolving outside the screen

 

 

Pampered are the youth of this technological era

Who lack the emotional connection of a conversation

The digital world becomes the soul's reflecting mirror

Creating zombies within this distracted nation

 

 

A world obsessed with the satisfaction of likes and tweets

Where popularity is based on the strength of the imagination

In a dimension formed on what we'd rather be

To fit into life's computer animated generation

 

 

Symbolically we stand victims to our own creation

In a jungle of browsers we vacantly stare

How many countless hours and endless minutes will you end up wasting

Before the beauty of life has disappeared?

 

 

 

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell