Seeing reflection without any surface
image blurry and charred
fire of time and fiery furnace
external complexion despicably marred
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Window seeing supposed free forever
past-created future, incandescent dark
Adventure, comedy, tragedy,endeavor
choosing alone, before beginning, embark
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Starting vibrant, electricity floods
Peculiar illusions dim to streaks
color spectrum rippling from mud
throbbings inside untimely beats
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Worlds purity is untouched earth
skies of crystal density
unnamed life is priceless worth
breath stolen away relentlessly
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This world exists on bars and lines
thrives on fingers of sound
fading quiet when lines repine
when music falters to the ground
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world existing through notes
world with ears in the skies
world of music angels wrote
your music's heartbeat stays alive
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Upon the striking of instruments
starts the Pleasure of the Sound
beauty sings with eloquence
Jewels of song dance royally crowned
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Straight toward your heart
piercing vulnerable listening ears
attempted strength shatters apart
terms against weakness built during hard years
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Music gallops throughout Cielos
cantering through orchestral canopies
ceaseless melodies in celestial halos
undying Phantom transforming uncannily
I hope to add more to this poem sometime... but for now that's part one :) enjoy the waiting for part 2 :) ( bwaha ha ha )
Daaaang sister!!! You're very good :) it's slightly confusing....but it's really awesome :)
ReplyDelete( can I comment and say I enjoyed your compliment semmich very mucho el grando?)
ReplyDeleteand the only reason I do poetry is because a few years ago, a person used to write me some really cool poems.... the person was a professional practically, and so I pretty much write poems for the glory of God and to try to find that person.....
so this poem, when I finish it, will be about a wasted fantasy world of mine that I destroyed accidentally.....so itll be like two-three pages when its done :)