Morbid EclipseA Poem by Ohhhwillow29/8/12 The ideas we hold are recycled even when they seem our own, I think it's important to consider all possibilities put in front of us, even if society seems to have rejected them
I salvaged the broke apples that lay naked in the mud,
Devoured and repulsed, by you. You cause a storm, violent through the clapping of crimson tides in wasted light, As the Leviathan bleeds in deep cerulean that kisses my toes and suffocates the fractured that fell Into my palms and the dirt, while abhorred by the steel plates sat over your sanctuary, society. I dispose of none in mind, under a morbid eclipse. Driving on as a car with no wheels in a hurricane. In your eyes and finger the burning embers nurse an ebony wound that's weeping, Frantically thinking, are you too a victim of dissatisfaction? Or of me? As I am, burying my own bones forever. Wild like rubies and fire enchanted in the wind, Or still like the ashen stone they tickle, Words received speak in silence as deafened corpses in the clay if they are to be without Indulged strength of thought as mine sprawled here. Lucifer and the Reaper, whoever your masked Messiah is aureate, Veiled and seductive as your mind at peace in a palm or a pillow.
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10 Reviews Added on November 5, 2012 Last Updated on November 5, 2012 Tags: Philosophy, ideas, thought AuthorOhhhwillowEdinburgh, Scotland, United KingdomAboutWrite it down and read it Instagram: ohhhwillow Twitter: @H0ly_FUCKer 'Let me sometimes dance With you, Or climb, Or stand perchance In ecstasy, Fixed and free In a rhym.. more..Writing
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