Poetic Spell
In a fever of a minute
Lifeless,unveiled
thinly disguised memoirs
Spring to life
Hunting familiar grounds
Weaving a poetic spell
of sealed,startling,sensational revelations..
The poignancy of perverted despair
of bad karma,separation and reconciliation
and of silent,mustered hopes feeding the Earth
to face the stirred midnight's inertia
by embracing the mystical genesis of life
as our fates intertwined...
in desperation of strange fits of passion
Lifeless,unveiled
thinly disguised memoirs
Spring to life
Hunting familiar grounds
Weaving a poetic spell
of sealed,startling,sensational revelations..
The poignancy of perverted despair
of bad karma,separation and reconciliation
and of silent,mustered hopes feeding the Earth
to face the stirred midnight's inertia
by embracing the mystical genesis of life
as our fates intertwined...
in desperation of strange fits of passion
posted by Sphinx at 6:34 PM
3 Comments:
To face the stirred midnight's inertia
by embracing the mystical genesis of life
as our fates intertwined...
in desperation of strange fits of passion
Simply amazing. I like your style a lot. I feel like you get really mad or frustrated or hurt or...some force that makes your blurt out what you really feel. And in that "blurt" we all get to appreciate your masterful wording. Thanks for sharing!
this is one of the best poems i've ever read!! it was beautiful sam. very nice :D
How come there so much sadness in your words...
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