Can't you escape?
The forever
tightening clasp
of the weight of
emotion pulling down;
piling on
stranger feelings
re-discovered.
Like water's
flow, as the sky's
diamonds, crashing down
on most driest
of dunes.
Like mountain's breeze
on a lonesome
carabiner;
holding Life from Death,
praying choices for the
wanderer outside
our cavern.
Respite, again,
yet feel
my hunger...
Sometimes on
distant eyes,
a same melody
of ache.
Sometimes...
In your eyes.
The same sound
stuck on
motion, repetition,
a circumscription
of Yesterday's chains -stacking,
striking while
it's white hot-
rattling like
rattle snakes
drawing circles round
same careless steps.
Step outside
your flesh and feel
defenseless.
Born again,
agape, and ready.
Fortuity plus
new tries around
our macro-sphere
of chances painted as
countless jewels on
Nocturne's
azure dark canvas.
Stop portraying it so blue...
Bring new memories
with you
on Fort's.
Onward, forth comes
a new sense
of Reign.
And Rain.
Blessed be then
the followers
of stones,
unfolded.
Choose the next turning points.
Correct more than just your hues.
Undersell me
Heaven, naught,
gift not such forsaken
options to get lost.
Tis' the rhythm of New Ages
dawning closer and closer to
The Rise:
of every Ocean's
wrath,
carries out
new concepts
for the youth
to play with...
Prepare thy sword now,
nor the shield of
unbuckled restrains.
Dark vapors
engulf our only
path to Horizon.
And Orisons...
We shan't need them
to balance out
The Scales.
Grab
the prettiest mirror
and put it out of shame;
near by
your most deadliest
of candle snakes...
And let them sprawl you.
Make fists as you grab
crystal sands
that always seem
to get away,
when you chase them.
Contort abroad, your faces,
so they won't strangle.
You,
against your
Mind's best.
Can
you
escape?
Sever out the limbs
to make it trend.
Free fall
beneath the spirit
and let it fly.
Learn how to make it roar
more honestly.
To let it soar...
You gotta learn
to Die
gracefully.
Over and over and
over, nevertheless,
a pathway does
comes throbbing.
Push everybody now.
Aside.
This time,
choose the best
time to carry it out.
Berries fall,
and no one's there
to stomp them.
Engustment falls
as far out
engulfment breaks
entanglements
of Fray.
Parlor nigh
midnight's bell.
The moment's now
to come and rest.
So, can you get away?
The furthermore -insistent-
grasp. A chance
to see galaxies laugh,
as they dance
their final rites...
Choose your Sunlight.
Carefully.
And let it strive.
Pick your own
Darkness.
To make it shine.
And finally.
Step away.
Of the way.
Currently chosen.
Unless prepared...
To Forge My Light Again.
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