infinite geometry

Now how we got there I don't know
But we all sing a different song
Through ages stages turn to dust
We learn how to get along
through childhood dreams
To petty schemes we all grasp
the same sunflower
and in our teens
we fill the screams
as our souls become devoured
In our seventies we find ourselves
we find the ones that cowered
and in the stars we see so far
we see the infinite patterns
in our own powers we delight
and define the infinite rings of saturn

so full of question
always looking for the answer
the light diminishes as Im
blowning out the candles
so make make a wish for the time being
with a painting of true colors
and most favored of songs repeating
growing up it was hard to get along
I made you all up in my head
then expressed it in this song
with a loss for words
within the presence of time's essence
but hopefully I'll keep the conversation
with the poetry
because every step he takes is an anomaly
he's making moves
like an epileptic
in his sleep
rise to the sound of the streets
peeling off his sheets
after resting in his peace
he stomps the ground
beneath his feet
no one hears him when prays
so he looks to better days
even though hes never seen
them anyways
by the time that i fell off his latter
he trips on the pieces of the life
that he shattered
even though the past
doesn't
matter
he swallowed every drop
of that bottle
of his selfishness
gazing every night
at the diamonds in the sky
just to watch as the planets collide
he realized
the only thing to do
until this trip was through
was to ever search for you

Reviews

[Dakotah Bledsoe]

Yep right there at the end. Haha awesome reviews man, he appreciates them. ;)

[Sethnicity]

Well done third person writing is a great way to step out of self and you built a few good metaphors that really bring the poem to life in the sense of scenery and visuals this has the most I've seen so far. There was one missed pronoun but nothing major. I'll let you reread it a time or two to find it.. maybe you won't :D and that would be even more perfect.