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Posted 17 September 2011 - 10:46 AM

I am tired
weary of the blinding
my heart wants to rest
enough of shameful tears
smothered hatred coursing along varicose pores
damning in one cancerous pumping dam
gushing but back flowing
the anger too heavy
the poison immoveable
cannot afford another click

how the eyes trembles in sight of truth
even in dreams, bedazzling
how which one spoken of what when he spoke
even on dead pages, mind numbing sentences
anesthetized logic twines indelicate webs
disentangling answers with a slice of brilliance  
that one stroke of that delicate blade
that empty sound
... dead in emptiness
... ... that screams unheard

no sound unheard
no unheard sound

when the first crack appears in that precise frozen moment not caught but unified
when the splinters connects all the breaks engendering a shatter
crumbles said true but untruthful reality
a mere reflection
all colors

fanciful binaries pretended real
easily when the ease of convincing is granted

where your greatest?
when the ultimate?
how your forever?
why a next breath?
only further to waste a chase...
another click

all quests leading to dusty graves...
the fallen
the taken
another click
here
there
more
get
buy
grab
go
go
go
another click

but where ?





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#2    Still Waters

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Posted 17 September 2011 - 04:02 PM

I like this poem  :tu:

I am tired
weary of the blinding
my heart wants to rest

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By third_eye in third_eye's cavern, on 17 September 2011 - 10:49 AM

I am tired
weary of the blinding
my heart wants to rest
enough of shameful tears
smothered hatred coursing along varicose pores
damning in one cancerous pumping dam
gushing but back flowing
the anger too heavy
the poison immoveable
cannot afford another click

how the eyes trembles in sight of truth
even in dreams, bedazzling
how which one spoken of what...

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