Eagle's in plightA Poem by B. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)This is as far as you go
Reality altered by fantasy:
Said through red bled eyes dead or alive will I meet my destined demise. As eagles in plight through day and night watched under the eternal guise of the growing rise. Through the soul of its samurai his sword underlined his begotten words that others deem unseen as blind too see the eagle's spirit lies and dies within me. Through fate only you comprise your rise before each eternal sunrise and with each sunset is a new tomorrow for your roads to follow. As each ambition is oversaw under an eagle's vision as you become envisioned. Through lost worlds we both found reason through sight to invite another night by the nocturnal fight as world's collide by the world's we now guide. Together through the weather we're tethered by each feather forever. As the eagle's spirit guides its way the nest is but far away close its world slowly nears as the Shawnee Sioux spirit few sought but through the dream weaver it becomes caught. As the darkest night I will truly invite through the day I portray another death under my breath as I lay. Through time I remind of my mortality blood sheds easily as I'm walking true to die by you as a cursed mortal I am but dammed through the designed plot truly unworthy we're not. Through a Drummond birth that spawned the spiritual rebirth. As the pagans eternally weaved thus wind within as i begin too breathe weathered nature is all I conceive as a lost moment I will forever believe to only find a divine essence but lonely I'm blind. As an incarnate shaped for the world's fate through intuition I follow mankind to only envision thoughtful perils but heed not one so I proceed to succumb from the light I'm shown here in this moment I walk alone shunned and disowned. As both backs are turned as I'm nothing without you and you were nothing without me through reflection who will truly see. To live through strife is a meaning called thug life but only I die by a slug or a knife. As you uphold the spirit but prefer the melodies of Dionysus a part of me with the same heart I too concur but it's still me draped in leopard fur do you concur. As the light thru the darkness will invite the works of your doing as I'm within you so my work will still continue. As humanities primordial wounds never heals but only I feel the torment that I conceal. As reign to reign is reigned eternally reigning. As I set myself free of all spirits within me are you freed through the blood of me as my blood taints your hands as I hone the eagle as it lands. Through the point of no return I returned through plots churned to burn humanity who planed through learned thoughts. Follow me as I'm the absolute or I'll follow you the true solution. © 2024 B. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel) |
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Added on May 14, 2024Last Updated on May 15, 2024 AuthorB. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)moncton, new brunswick, CanadaAboutFor more poetry Google B. Lee Leger poetry and follow the links. It has been noted by the Writing community that where there comes with a visual poet the reader should reflect upon the selected wri.. more..Writing
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