Tag: Arts
Certainty of Cirumstance
Thieves thickening into the night
Hindering my line of sight
They do not seem to understand, my destiny
Try to run and hide, my time I sit and bide
Lost to the darkness, I’m hollow in my carcass
So nearby was my happiness, I did believe
Does anyone mind, how angrily I’ve cried?
To blind and holy, left without their eyes to see
A veil of shadows emits
My soul’s forever shredded and ripped
Gone, is sanity
Never mind normality’s a script
I’m the clever one
Look what I have done
Separated and set free
Delineations are fixed
This asylum I must flee
Holding fast to my tricks
Defalcator’s break and scythe
Adumbration voids all light
Surrender be suggestive of, intolerance
No longer am I clean, perceived by the unforeseen
Unwilling to break, dignity they will not take
Satisfaction remains moot
Crushed or not, destiny’s absolute
Broken vanity
Lessons are learned by the torment of it
By and by I come
This contest abides no one
Precious sight purposely taken
I was free walking away
My trust stolen and forsaken
In this life its fate I crave
My time I sit and bide
Await the perfect tide
Bliss, forever denied
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Shattered
“I desire to be in love like a fool once more.”
Words such as those, bring forth feelings of foolishness. Nothing more ridiculous, yet desirous by means of defying all odds; To be in love. Hearts race, sensations of frivolity, with erogenous unadulterated relations. Drowning in dopamine stealing away common sense to rash decisions.
Smiling at reminisces of smiles and soft impassioned lips as hands converge. Pining for the very thing that is lost, commands pleas of stipulations as designation of someone’s very existence once more. To be adored and treasured once again. Though the request is too great.
“Have I surpassed the excessive allotment of love one is to have in a life time? And now, now must life be void of all affection?”
Positioned on the floor, as fundamental nature descends when tears create a river. Obsession over the addiction has seized sanity. Begging for peace, serenity if you will for desire to be sanctified with tenderness from another who loves unconditionally.
“That loves me!”
Recalling times with ill-fated lovers, souls unrest is its own. Love subsisted in perfection. Endured steadfast and worshiped as if one was crafted for the other.
“So what if fate’s tested? Fate acts like a spoiled child with a rotting spirit! Fate is nothing therefore I am nothing!”
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PAROXYSMAL
Tongue twirls, seduces
Decadent piece of heaven
befalls. Chocolate!
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WITHOUT THORNS
Darling light of mine
Can you not see extinguished it would be,
if not for you
Known not of true love,
until you were held in my arms
You doubt this so?
Yearn for singularity
absolution when it’s always been yours
Bye and Bye time goes
and takes you further away with each passing day
Alone to my own faculties
Tears enough to fill the ocean
when your pains surfaces
No. I knew nothing of true love
Until I met you
Shell de Toni 