Monday, October 24, 2011

HALF TRUTHS

And i was fed sweet lies from a heart.
I bought and paid for it with my precious time............
I sang those sweet purple melodies...
Of the Silver Rain and Golden Rays.
A Perfect tune, A Perfecr Dance,..............
A Certain's fools Paradise.

OF SAND CASTLES,
ON A SEA SHORE.

AND ICE MANSION,
WITH THE WARM MORNING SUN.

AND A STRAW HAVEN,
WITH A TINY SPARK.

GONE AWAY WITH THE BLINK OF AN EYE.

I RISE AGAIN TO MAKE MELODIES,
THIS TIME, OF FADED RAINBOWS ON TAINTED GLASS..
A VITAL LOSS, AND TRAGIC END..
A TOAST TO LEAVING AGAIN.

5 comments:

Che said...

Tragic and deep but nice.
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Myne Whitman said...

I like the hopeful note of the poem. It is well.

Muse Origins said...

Aww a bit sad. Nicely written

Adiya
Muse Origins

Muse Origins said...

Aww a bit sad. Nicely written

Adiya
Muse Origins

Warri Boi said...

nice one,really kool