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Standard Use of Lines That Mean Nothing To Us
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Standard Use of Lines That Mean Nothing To Us |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN 
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Standard Use of Lines That Mean Nothing To Us Let us play with deafening power that even the most hearing impaired can understand, Something that only giants of requiescat song fondle at will. So do we play God for a while longer, adding our own beauty to old perfection? Destroying the ways of our fathers for the sake advancement. We try to create a resemblance of lost flawlessness, the flaws of my own creation; Clear lines of black logic (And I think intelligence is my own). Shamefaced and in shambles from a history of mistakes solving questions of morality And I know that any falsities in my thinking are learned from those before. Say goodnight as I point the finger in the mirror and dip the tip into an inkwell of blo*d, Writing swooping calls to a former obsession for precision upon the walls. With the power of oppression fresh in the message, I ascertain a sense of despair; Desperation left of a right-handed guitar in the corner (Music sets the mood). With no time to spare (Aside from the hours scrolling on the clock) I wake a desire to leak, Leak lonely thoughts and ideas of what beauty should represent. Cruciality means little to those who strive for perfection among a world of failing everything, Even the children know that the sky is falling down upon our lungs. If only I could remember the estivation of a summer day, then inspiration would fire, The flames would spread and the casings of projectiles would fall flat. (Inside me) Boats floating with the fire in our eyes and sprays of aquatic cologne pepper us And offset time spent in each other’s arms and ignoring what the fire in the sky does. Can you refresh me on what my memory let slip away behind some other small detail? Lips pressed together with smiles slipping through the passion that you share. Now you know the ways that I try to find the much sought after perfection, Why do I look when all along it was right in front of my eyes? (Glimmer in beauty) now im alone, but not lonely like before [This message has been edited by young_blood (05-24-2004 10:02 AM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Seems to me, you have been inspired, to shed a cocoon and set free some new ideas. I enjoyed this very much, and though I am not sure I understand all of it, understanding it all isn't crucial to appreciating it anyway. I look forward to reading more from you. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Now you know the ways that I try to find the much sought after perfection, Why do I look when all along it was right in front of my eyes? (Glimmer in beauty)" You obviously have a brilliant mind -- and I'm no genius so like Midnitesun, I don't get it all -- but I certainly did get the last part. I want to add to that: Look in the mirror -- you will see perfection -- for every creation is perfect even in its imperfection. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I admire the way you write |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
thank you all very much, i've been easing into this forum and the welcome i have recieved has been wonderful. once again thank you all. |
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DancinQueen
since 2000-07-29
Posts 1092Kokomo,IN,USA |
Your poetry makes me want to understand you... **You can't always trust the people you want to** |
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