domingo, 15 de setembro de 2013

The Choice


I saw you.


Covered in streams of Gold,

Hidden in a heart of glass.

Lost child at breaking dawn,

A present and future Lost in the Past.


A body of light trapped in the flesh

like a box of whispers in nights of cold,

Bind and caress. Attend and repress

Secrets and mysteries yet to unfold!


An ocean of rippled fears romancing dreams.

Or a temple of silence buried in stone

A human, A God, Spirit or Fiend

Bound by the moon, forever alone.


Born out of luck, driven to hazard

Swirling a poem into dance

Hidden in fear, breathing disaster

In life’s rewarding riddle of chance.


A bible of words and prophecies of love

Or a sphinx of poems into desire.

We are flashes of warmth rising above

broken within lost ego's of fire.


I see animal roars ethereal like smoke

As swallows dancing into the mist,

Chants of children someone awoke

A veil of sorrow, unwanted beast.


We are breathing poison in lungs of gold

In the wind of glitter bound to your voice.

The future holds what no man can hold

As for light to beat the shadows, through your choice!


                                                             



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