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Hysteria |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
The circle of a ladder, Climbed without thought, Tapping the last scroll for acceptance. The keys are what needed, For hate to flow through veins of gains, Of loving hysteria of gashing blows. The mood for the tunes, Are what needed for mastering The sex of each button that is pushed. Feeling the back of strokes, Leaving the backside, For the eternal inside of our own. See the baby cries, Defies the tears and tears, And flares as high as clouds are to the planes to the right. Reading the script, Listening to lanes changing, Revving the colors of gardens of Eden through roses of tulips so serene. Angels flying through space with grace, Chasing the moon for existence, Tasting the happy melons of kings on their throne. Each bottle falling here, Together is bliss. Returning to the ground is imaginary. |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
wow dude...you're saying something awesome here and it's so deep I will have to read it over and over a few more times than I have already and really slowwwly to get it. I think you're saying something about life right? anyways...I liked the language you used here =). the images will come to me later, I think, lol. anyways, over all I guess I'm just trying to say that I like it =) - River How can I stand here and not be moved by you? - Lifehouse |
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tecoyah Member
since 2003-11-16
Posts 83NY |
Somewhat confusing....as much personal poetry is. I would love to see a rewrite of this, as the imagery is stimulating even as the message is lost to me. Almost as if the mental pictures distract from the underlying intent of the work. I did enjoy the read though....just left me wishing I could grasp the straw you hold out to me. |
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