This Blockbuster called lifeA Poem by abby2011The loudest music, is not always retained… Often, the sweetest words, in the softest tones, echo in your ear for eternity… The most alluring woman, while engaging and seductive, is not always beautiful or endearing… Once in a while, and if you are lucky, a buried diamond will reveal herself, after years of friendship, trials and tribulations, and in one honest, haunting glance… the intensity, will supercede seduction The sun is warm, yet unreliable at night.. The clubs are alive, but empty at light... Fake smiles hurried preparation pretencious presentation… a photograph of who? you? …are you here? The sting of a paper-cut will reminds us that we're delicate... we feel slight interruptions. Capable of caring, With the capacity to love, yet challenged and prodded and poked with tweezers; we devastate the butterfly cruelly misplacing each of it's laden wings until it is and we are no more …what for? You look outside your window… shy to the world apologetic for your intrusion but curious... sun enticing, birds joyous, the look, of the smell, of crisp spring air in the background on the tele: 'Showers and hail expected' so you glance closer and inspect it keen for travesty yes, there's a cloud there's a shadow the look, of the smell, of heavy winter rain Tell me; how can another tell us what is what? If we are lost if we are sheep it is because we put somebody else's intention, and perception ahead of our own don't honour god, if you don't want to. but please, i beg of you, honour you. your senses your mistakes your laughter and your love take ownership of the wicked beautiful splendour that is you, in the real portrait of life the moving cinema you are the star! xo © 2011 abby2011Reviews
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Added on January 19, 2011Last Updated on January 19, 2011 Authorabby2011Newcastle, Cooks Hill, AustraliaAboutI believe in the power of good intentions. I believe that love and faith conquers bad energy and negativity. I believe that life is a journey which is there to be travelled. I can't sit still and.. more..Writing
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