Effervescing Isle

Effervescing Isle

A Poem by Victor Gardel

Such a fever spent
feeding this clockwork orange
with remembrance sheer.
Out to slay adjective,
vivid show for limpid peer.
In,you're so addictive.
Shadow carries my opium.
On and of to blend it in with atoms,
killing this solilloqium.
Snowy darkness fathoms
us but we're still floating on hands.
So close to a desert of stardust,
how do we feel swimming in sands?

Too much tomorrow maybe,
conjuring reaper to grind us in silence.
Do we ever really know
where we're from and where we go?
And what's the meaning to it all?
Before you received a call;
your eyes a star,
perhaps a snow.
Are you ever gonna fall?

Oh, guilty hands dancing on the wall,
why time requires such a toll
that can be called an act of fading
down the road of foul degrading?

Blessings of the moon in river of shadows -
window to see through decadent slime!
Oh why do you forsake me my shadow
through every inch of my woken time?

© 2016 Victor Gardel


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Added on May 26, 2014
Last Updated on June 20, 2016