Search and you shall find what’s meant to be, had you known how deep my heart is–besides its guarded shallow appearance that you see, you would have dived in head first and explored the treasures of its keep, you’d find priceless jewelry that exudes its glory, its transition from bitterness to something that is totally sweet, love is a stare not a peep, even through despair you have to firmly stand there on your own feet or take the leap, bravely stay the course at all cost and seek, what Fate’s eventuality have in store for thee, believing does not warrant actually, that’s why love is not a feeling, to me it’s a belief, let it be thy religion, indulge in its curiosity, generosity, audacity, its often pure resemblance of lunacy, its sovereign fallacy, the dopamine that floods your brain and addeth velocity, strengths untapped whence you’re weak on the edge of defeat, blind when you can clearly see that its end results will only make you weep, my love is a search engine, be brave Google me, I have what you’re looking for, here is the treasure map; my heart–go ahead, seek. Selah
A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.
“Seek” is A Pipoetry Written by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2014, All Rights Reserved
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I’m Pharaoh Pip, I'm a syndicated blogger for Witish. I’ve been writing pretty much all of my Life, everywhere that I've gone, all that I’ve seen, things that I’ve heard, things that I've experienced, felt and thought of--all goes in to my writing process. I’m constantly writing and jotting down ideas & concepts in my head, a lot of that data is stored for long periods of time before they ever turn into rhythmic words in a sentence. Therefore the process of writing is always therapeutic for me; to get those things off of my chest into existence is like sharing my WiFi connection with you, that’s why my writings are somewhat all over the place subject matter wise. I don’t consider myself the quote end quote this type of writer, that only writes this type of way, I just like to write from the heart. What ever God puts on my Spirit the heaviest, I write about. Selah