Feigning Reality

~lost in fantasy~

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Along shadowy paths

In caverns lost by men,

Lay a phenomenon

Unseen Since the dawn of

The new world

Know to the clans

As "the plot"

Where souls are lost

To the petals of ancient flowers

Where voices are snatched by rivers

And washed into a melodic pond, 

Where in a chorus of soft wails

They soothe all ailments.

Where explorers venture to never return.

Where treasure is promised

Youth is guaranteed

And life is said

To have begun.

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I lay still in my linen oasis,

Trapped by the fear of abandoning

my comfort.

Held prisoner

by my selfish desire

to escape reality.

When my limbs outstretch

Like greedy roots,

I know my battle with the commencing day

Is lost.

My mind remains oblivious to

the roaring calls of society,

Just outside my fortress.

Lost in time-

Replaying wicked dreams.

Cool grey eyes bore into mine

With an intense conviction,

The way a lion feasts it's eyes

On it's prey-

Moments before a chase erupts.

Terror floods my body,

Chilling the dimly lit room

Pulling all security

From the now

Frigid air.

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To My Love:

Hundreds of sleepless nights

Ignite memories of

Lasting embers to a dying fire.

Shadows kissed along

your jagged features

Like a statue

Coming to life

Under candlelight.

Your eyes caught

The dusk's final breath

And the seas of

Your stare

Swallowed it whole.

The starlight caught

your wine stained lips

And I yearn for the nights

I spent eons getting

Drunk off them.

Beneath a bashful moon

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Soak my morning thoughts in black coffee please, and let the caffeine wake the words.

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Heavy heart clad in heroic armor

Bestowed unto you a task-

To restore order, to change reality, to trust the enemy

Former captive turner leader

Former captive fed fruit of sweet serenity

And offered drinks from illuminated pools of fallen stars

Unchain the captive, the slaves, the weak- and the lonely hiding in reckless abandon

Release until unto them the gift of paradise

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I am lost amid memories screened in smoke and veiled in meloncholoy. How the world sways and stars dance, how night becomes day and I remain lost- wandering directionless in an obsidian soaked pathway of my thoughts.

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If only love held like steel beams and loyalty like iron bars. If only we were older, wiser, untainted by youth’s freedom. If only the world feared combustion rather than expression. If only the night held what escapes the day so effortlessly.

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Like flour for cocaine, like visions for the insane. Like endless days for nocturnals, like stolen moments turned eternal.

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~Find my soul beneath the multitude of masks~

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I find my love

Beyond the earth-

Among the wild breeze

And endless waves.

I feel my heart bloom

Each sunrise,

And wither come twilight’s birth.

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“All but time can be lost...”

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Be us abandoned plucked roses, Tokens of promise in stranger’s Love stories. Forlorn flowers, Bruised and browning- Be us withering roses. Decaying... In the wake of passing lovers.

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