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Saturday, December 28, 2013

Innocent delusion



Naïve heart
Innocent delusion
Broken by desire
Tossed into a fire
Not just another liar

I should have been looking
Looking pass the words
When prefect is not perfection
The stare was there
Daring to question

Naïve heart
Innocent delusion
Broken by desire
Tossed into a fire
Not just another liar

I should have heard
What was said between the lines?
When there is silence
And all the I don’t knows
As the liar in caught

Naïve heart
Innocent delusion
Broken by desire
Tossed into a fire
Not just another liar

I should have believe my eyes
I should have believe what I heard
Something inside wouldn’t let me
Something inside wanted it turn out differently
As a result I am left broken inside
A prisoner of trust
The hostage in isolation
Wanting something new
Too terrified to take a step
Till the moment I seen you
In that instant I know
Without you I would be empty

Naïve heart
Innocent delusion
Broken by desire
Tossed into a fire
Not just another liar

I should have been looking
Looking pass the words
When prefect is not perfection
The stare was there
Daring to question

I should have heard
What was said between the lines?
When there is silence
And all the I don’t knows
As the liar in caught

Naïve heart
Innocent delusion
Broken by desire
Tossed into a fire
Not just another liar

Naïve heart
Innocent delusion
Broken by desire
Tossed into a fire
Not just another liar

The hostage in isolation
Wanting something new
Too terrified to take a step
Till the moment I seen you
In that instant I know
Without you I would be empty

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Omissions



Regrets never done
Bound in one’s own skin
Ironic should haves 

Bound by skin and bone
A novel read in monotone
About this colorless world

Qui vive whispers in the dark
Who goes there?
Delusional trespassing pedestrians

Residing in this lugubrious satisfactory
Fearing the shadows in the dark
If this is hell there needs to be a heaven

All those should have been
All those could have been
Bound in one’s own skin

Just another irreverent narrative
Edwardian monotone
As the rain pours down

Then the snow piles high
Making all humor frosty
Bound to skin and bone

In the name of this colorless world
The Qui vive whispers in the dark
Fearing the shadows in the grays

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Votive vortex



Charm the immortal spirit
Symbolizing a wishful prayer
A three dimensional artificial light

Transparent vitreous humor
Sitting in a vitrine as a vishua on guard
Representational virtuoso

Reflecting reality in a very broken mirror
Particular viridian hue glows
The Cidorium suspended over you

In the shadows of your mind
All your secrets in the baldacchino
Sitting on the balcony trite and obvious

A personality so banco
Pygmalion marble returning the cold
Dripping wet boldly subtle

A charm for a ghost
Lost between worlds
Lost between cultures

Symbolizing the impractical
Artificial surreal reality
Secession from tomorrow


Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Abyss



I was thinking about you
That is interesting
Why were you doing that?

That is the smartest thing you have ever said
That is interesting
Why do you think that is?

Talks on the brink of nothing
Subtle on the shadow of silence
Meaning in nothing
Everything needs time to grow
Then it’s going to be impossible
A knot left untied
Discussions on the edge of naught
Restrained in the shadows of stillness
Significance lost on you
All things need time to grow
Cultivate on the new
Wreckage settles in broken reflections
Dissolving in decrypted delusions
Talks on threshold of nothing
Delicate in the gloom of quiet
Everything needs time to grow
Even the memories of tomorrow
Even the memories of yesterday
Wreckage defining image
Dissolving revolving ghosts
Blending night and day
Thought on the very rim of an abyss
Make the banging stop
The constant aching is hideous
Some wounds never heal
Faith in trust is one
Everything needs time to grow

I was thinking about you
That is interesting
Why were you doing that?

That is the smartest thing you have ever said
That is interesting
Why do you think that is?

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Little white angel



Little white angel
Don’t cry
Head hanging low
Frozen in time
In a place people forgot
I see the anger lucking there
The eye burning behind the shield
Innocence scorched by humanity
Ghost in all those dreams
Silver anomalies in the fabric of lives
Time flows in oceans coming in waves
Little white angel
Don’t cry
Head hanging low
Frozen in time
In a place people forgot
I see the hatred in those steely eyes
Defiance in every action you do
Rebelliousness in all that subtle boldness
Scared by those ingenuous action of a few
Tormented in those dreams
Shadows elongate in the dark
Sciophobia  in all the grays
One day the dreams will let go
And the darkness will fade
Little white angel
Don’t cry
Head hanging low
Frozen in time
In a place people forgot