Into the aether they go,
Riding upon clouds and mystic winds,
Never to return again,
Saddled upon old memories and different futures they left,
Nothing but a dream they were,
A belief in a memory, that's all that was,
That's all that has been,
A Memory,
Soon to die, soon to fade,
A grain within the sands of time,
Nothing to be left behind but old trinkets and jewels,
Copper and gold,
A shine like no other,
Stories and tales,
That's what they were,
And so they left,
Disappeared into the air,
Onto bluer skies and brighter mornings,
Only one is to hope,
Leaving behind old convictions,
And grasping onto new ones,
Selfless choices done through selfish actions,
That day... I learned to disappear. I was a nobody
Friday, October 19, 2012
The Place where you keep
The Memory of me
Lies
Will soon fade and
Die for
I don't belong there...
I don't have/hold no place there...
No Time
The Memory of me
Lies
Will soon fade and
Die for
I don't belong there...
I don't have/hold no place there...
No Time
My life is dominated by art
Controlled by colors and schemes
A canvas of wet dreams
Seduced by vibrant emotions of words
Taken by the hand in a rough sketch of what is real
Fantasy ruins my essence of truth
And I am gifted with a world filled dance and laughter
Written sorrows and joys, I see now
Madness like no other
I am burdened by this lack of science
But the intelligent design within my heart
Is connected to the artistic intricacy of slavery
I bind myself to
A schematic of labor
An expression of lyrical submission
A pad love combination
A symbiotic cerebral contusion
Of emotions, happiness, love, sorrow and strife
I cannot deny
But the day I learn to hone these skills
To take them and mold them into my own
I will revolt against this dominance and take back my heart.
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