Beauty

Beauty

A Poem by NotSoAnonymous

I've experienced beauty on a whole nother level
Where lines vibrate and move with the treble 
The music acting as a sort of vibrato 
Colours peace and love is the motto 
Wonderful shapes, blocks and fractals
I sit there helpless but dazzled 

Waves of hallucination 
The sun shines and brings illumination 
Light from above ignites the trees, sparks my fascination

Faces in the branches
Pictures of people doing dances 
Leaps and prances
Paint on a real life canvas
I sit in awe as the phantom advances

Shakes my hand 
Makes me understand 
A mind transplant
An avalanche 

I fall to my knees and begin to weep
Something stirs from its sleep
The chorus begins and i hear the symphony 
I see my ability 
In my fingertips sparks of electricity 

Straighten my spine 
My head breaches the clouds, i have some drinks with the divine 
We talked about interesting things 
Like peace and love the harmony it could bring

Before i could say goodbye
My neck began to shrink and i came out of the sky 
Why? Why? Did it have to end this way?
The waves of solidarity, how i spread my wings
Had a drink among Kings 
They pulled some strings

Inside my skull 
The light had faded 
Covered by a dark eclipse 
No longer shall i resist
Staring down at my finger tips

 

© 2013 NotSoAnonymous


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Wow. I can only guess this is about the playing of a piano and the magical qualities of music, haha, aw it's very well written, I really like this! Must show it to my friend, the piano is his LIFE, haha! :')

Posted 11 Years Ago


NotSoAnonymous

11 Years Ago

I wrote this about an acid trip i had during the summer. Sort of a pretty significant moment for me .. read more
DarkRainbowPie

11 Years Ago

Haha, on my second reading, I can see that now. Nicely done ^_^
NotSoAnonymous

11 Years Ago

Rofl I thought it would be fairly obvious but thanks again :3

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Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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