Thought these were some poems you might be interested in. R&R puhleez! |
-------"On To The Theatre!"------------- Butterflies of deception flick wings like eyes. Reeks of prophetic refuse. Tingling in a numb shell. Watchers slink in line to devour needles. Power is a contradiction. That which you seek to control in turn controls you. A slave of what you hate, you will become. Moths shrivel into worms, and apples shrink to sour. In all arteries of goodness there lurks a disease, waiting to attack the white. Beauty is emptiness. The iris consumes what does not exist, and creates a three-act play out of shadows. "On to the Theatre!" Death to reality... ----------My Cameo--------------- Reflection of an inner portrait displaying the smooth white backdrop of young life and the coal-black face of a bitter and twisted mind. it hangs a heavy weight about my neck, testimony to the contradiction. Smile for the others. Curve those hardened lips and play make-believe like usual as I struggle through the quagmire of deception. Flutter those stiff lashes but do not speak the truth, for that in itself could begin a war of catastrophic proportions. Hold fast my pretty cameo. Let no word of my torment slip off your marble tongue. Shine silently for all your darkness is worth. |