Frozen MonsterA Poem by Ryan Falzon - TymonPoem about logical reasoning against pure feeling.For every choice we have to make, they can be eliminated down to two, Either listen to the calculating ice, or to the passionate beat. I always picked the ice. The ice lead me to a life of glory, giving me knowledge at my fingertips. While the passionate beat slows, never listing to it's voice. Slowly yet steadily I gained wealth, and soon I was living inside a dream. All thanks to the calculating ice. All decisions, I listened to the ice, trusting in it's clever judgement. The ice started to consume me, and slowly, I was freezing. It betrayed me. The ice continued it's frozen dance, soon every part of my body was chilled, and I was completely replaced with a frozen monster. The faint smile I once had, Frozen solid to a constant frown. Always calm, always cool, never angry, never happy. why did I pick the ice? One day, the beat had returned, Beating and yelling with energy! For once in my life I listened, and a small smile showed. It soon vanquished the beat, silencing it's voice forever, and forever I shall be, the frozen monster. © 2010 Ryan Falzon - TymonAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on June 17, 2010 Last Updated on June 18, 2010 AuthorRyan Falzon - TymonMaltaAboutYou wish to know more about me? You want to see what I see? Then listen to the words I write. With them I will give you my sight. I'm a thinker in my time. Making everything rhyme. Wondering w.. more..Writing
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