CarnivalA Poem by night/lightAffixed via covenant how viscerally surreal the sting of an others consummate hypocrisy left to those vague in their fervid query seeking out weakness we're all remaining as thieves, though we are indirect magnanimous animus of dissension my lamenting sorrows anguish' filial mentioned found in the sly demurs i cannot tell them their truth is vainglorious no point for arguments for intention defines you describes you as allowance only to sustain your feeblest facades your high mares a marrow gist surrounded by a hollowed core your fake prophets scavenging so gluttonous for temporary the comfort being eaten away attempted ethereal drain clinging to reason to remain and by just that.. it only seems "..i have been defeated." no more ungracious those who refuse to shed a tear "never me" so alas they could never understand the authenticity of our mystic fire fueling my unavoidably compulsory desire feuding yearning to find my deepest inspiration my travel across the yielding adamantine present is constantly new, a rare existence dwelling within my vespertine reality now shifting marveling dripping the center even attention unravels for i cannot be entombed magnetic distortion trips through polarity a differences attraction the rift necessary for hiatus stare through the ambiguous vacillation though refuse nothing valiant ambivalence existence of and in tactical tenure eviscerating the invalid theories forgotten remembrance resembling true destiny clarity of clairvoyance all the wants of flesh infecting me so well made to combine and to thresh inevitability sometimes to create hate furiously they call me cruel for now misunderstood from all angles all different sides reflecting what is your wish crystalline through dishonor discrimination torture fulfilled and admiration accommodation and of separation sought out desperation that you will not recover apotheosis' redemption in us sharing a connection is magnificence of such glory is truth? no matter i am . growing hidden whole a hole will breathe destiny to escape the soft whine of the world winding aesthetically pleasing synthetically relieving feeling so good while still so low our stunned hearts in awe unbelievable how possible this heart is still pounding selection is power the mystery of seduction choice "Carpe Diem" we will not be punished how obscure a sense of curiosity seeks more pleasure emptiness found within vivacious lust so carnal knowledge all these things we don't need yet feel we cannot live without them as they cannot without us ravage this world and still we feel our conscious grow into convergence each and every day
we wake up alone mind and body searching for our agent we never knew © 2012 night/lightAuthor's Note
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Added on October 23, 2012Last Updated on October 23, 2012 Authornight/lightNJAboutMy thoughts are carefully carved out of lead. As they all crash down upon my head. more..Writing
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