LithiumA Poem by Shalini RTwisted fire-blown metal Contorted & shaped to the chemistry of you. The chemistry you create I’ll be your lithium, your outlet of inspiration. [I’ll be your inspiration.] Shape me to be your sepulcher of broken promises And too many now empty dreams/fantasies. Now struck cold by reality Life unharbored inside 4 walls I’ll be the place your dreams go to end. Let me be your reality. Take me from paper sharp edges [I need to be softened up a bit] Chilled, and frozen in ice- Freezer burned. I’ll shine in the reflection of the moons reflection of the sun But only an illusion Until you unwind me with fired-hot-hot-heat.
© 2008 Shalini RReviews
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1 Review Added on February 10, 2008 AuthorShalini Rblack hole, MDAboutThe name's Shalini, I'm addicted to wrecklessness. DOT, not feathers. I'm kind of a strange colabaration of ridiciously fun-loving [sadly sometimes without weighing the cost] and an old soul. I am .. more..Writing
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