Symbols of tyranny

Once upon a tribal time

When we dwelt on spoils and errors,

Transcendent from paroxysm of spite

A rector trounced and evaded,

Espied extended silhouettes

Through his tangerine eyes.

                              

“I create as I speak

Some unspoken legends;

Turn on the dark

For I will exhibit

A cosmos so bright that

Light will obliterate.”

 

“As you ponder in my thoughts

A serene depth of broken bonds,

You will perceive but not

That of which I forbid.”

 

“Doth inherit what ye shalt

 If it art what ye seek.”

 

The Fire and moon swirled in violet

Till an aura the stars discerned.

Motes of memories that lay moribund,

Purled and transmigrated in a maelstrom.

Few flashes of stupor

Of an epileptic fit elfish face

Buckled against the heart of waves.

 

A torrent of thoughts echoed

Through the ears of life,

To bare a bedlam of beatitude.

A violet volition of vain lust

Had subdued within forever.

 

“Such are dairies of teenage odyssey

(Symbols of tyranny)

They perish before they begin.

Such was mine and so will be yours

For we slumber in chaos- meekly.”

 

 

“Thy scorching swirls hast tasted fire

and shalt inherit what ye desire

If it art what ye seek.”

 

 

 

                                Fetus~

                                                                                           

Author's Note

What say folks?

Reviews

[roarke]

I think there is a difference between critique and criticism.

You've chosen a huge theme here, and how does one go about describing it? Do words suffice? Ah, but that is the eternal challenge.

should we find words or should we describe vision? Should we stay undefined or stake pitons along the way to hold our perception anchored?

We all make choices and who has the right answers? Try writing different drafts and see which one speaks what you want to say.

[Muse]

Your metaphors created a master piece in my mind's eye...colorful...and engaging.

[Helrac]

"A violet volition of vain lust
Had subdued within forever."

An amazing vocabulary put to excellent use.

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

good use of your poetic vocabulary just amazing I loved it from the first line this was deep and masterfully written and so original I tried to pick out one stanza that I loved best but I just couldn't decide well done

100/100

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. some of the instances of alliteration are fascinating ...
. indeed there is freedom from "tyranny" in the pursuit of "art" ...
. i also think there is freedom in the pursuit of excellence in anything ...

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

I loved this one. Strong and powerful lines that seem to reflect the birth of nature. Brilliant work.

~Anna Rose

[Arielle Ann]

strong words...they echo in my mind repeatedly after reading this...but did I understand it completely? no not at all...I understood bits and I will need a dictionary to unearth it completely(yes rich vocabulary)...
"The Fire and moon swirled in violet
Till an aura the stars discerned.
Motes of memories that lay moribund,
Purled and transmigrated in a maelstrom.
Few flashes of stupor
Of an epileptic fit elfish face
Buckled against the heart of waves"-fantastic imagery reflecting the odyssey of a teenage mind...great lines!

[Mary C]

there is much turbulence beneath the images, a lovely write

[Chris Yip]

Very deep and resounding poem! Dwells into a world ruled by tyranny. WELL explored and well described.

[Dayran]

Sounds to me like the song of one already perfect but has to create a clownish sense of parody in order to fit in with society. Where such is your position, surely the imperative is pointing at a greater perfection. Not in the parody but after. Great write!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the story and the journey you took me with you in your words. Many visions create by the powerful poem. I like the thoughts and actions of other places in our world. Writing bring people and places to the reader. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poem.
Coyote