I Write Poetry

i want to make revisions oh the visions oh the sea
build that castle on the world and watch it cast away from me
while holding moons and milky ways and multi twilight clear
i need to see the kingdom of a world i hold so dear
by holding am i molding architecture of a man
then ill become the thinking god that thinks without a plan
impulsive how repulsive on an act without a mind
now tell that to the nightmares i have chose to leave behind
in an hour of a minute in a second by a blink
crumble just to humble all the poems you can keep
while they have called me mr.poe and ravens sqawked my names
i failed to hear the jingles of the bells i cant contain
oh the ringling of the jingling of the bells bells bells
sings the song of what the heart could ever truely falsly tell
to guide of all my trinitys and wonder in a gaze
then look at all the big grown men and choose which one can stay
by too many took the any up behind the world so high
until i left that twinkle floating deep within the sky
my magic should i cast it would ignite the worlds in two
and so would i have pinnacles of ridicules of you
now close your eyes in vision seeks magician and the seer
for i collide our worlds in one and one i hold so dear