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Gravitate with the fallen dwarves
Nilt as much prescribes
And the care of bottle tops
Stands of strong transparence
Generous in the minimality
Empty pupils in a glass
And so they cauterized
Sob against a sabre tooth cap
Gnathic pretense silenced
Stunted from a fowled escape
And the capture reposed
Sinks their compositions
Gres clasped in the dipole joined
Introspect by route of razor
And remain either place
Sooled once slipped their minds
Gilded in the eyes in freeze
Awaiting transfer of their ilk
And depart a grave window box
Spreading like the black between
Nilt as much prescribes
And the care of bottle tops
Stands of strong transparence
Generous in the minimality
Empty pupils in a glass
And so they cauterized
Sob against a sabre tooth cap
Gnathic pretense silenced
Stunted from a fowled escape
And the capture reposed
Sinks their compositions
Gres clasped in the dipole joined
Introspect by route of razor
And remain either place
Sooled once slipped their minds
Gilded in the eyes in freeze
Awaiting transfer of their ilk
And depart a grave window box
Spreading like the black between
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Beg
Blood pitter-patter like rain, Eroding me of free speech; Grace forgotten, I yield to command.
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dreams
they led me through a maze of doorways and gates through corridors and stairs they said you can't go there in the courtyard with the trees all shaped make believe in the pathways and arches in the great statues you have to go there you can't be with me in here you have to hide from the monsters again behind closed doors and locked keys and jingle jangle they're opening the doors again you have to hide and run or they might find we are hiding behind a box of things the box is empty you just make believe the keys to the doors don't work you keep turning and turning it the monsters are creeping close you can hear them growling the scraping of nails the clenching of teeth you got to hide again it's ok we're in the courtyard she promised to protect you but that was just a dream she was never real either shaped the path of make believe like when they charged out the portal and your toes exploded and you woke up it was a bad dream like the end of a movie where all the chess pieces cards and
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(Un)raveling Certainty: A Non-Voluntary Truth
Genesis of Doubts Hummingbird heart, caught in a cage of "I know," wings twitching, yearning for escape. Ego, a gilded serpent, talks to you in sweet deceit, "Trust the scales, not the stars, climb higher, repeat." It is like a rusted hinge, creaking on the door of being. Not the boastful brass, oiled with ego's sheen, but the soft voice of stars, etched in the marrow's dream. Erosion of The Egosphere Cracks appear in the carapace of certainty, chiseled by whispers of "what if" and "perhaps." The ground beneath, once solid, now shimmers, a mirage, doubt's tendrils reaching, grasping at the bars. Metamorphosis of Confidence The cage trembles, feathers ruffle, resistance wanes. A molt, a shedding of self-assured skin, vulnerable, raw, exposed to the unknown's rain, a baptism by truths beyond what can be won. Through A Non-Voluntary Dawn The sunrise bleeds through chinks in the fractured shell, not the ego's golden gleam, but a luminescence pure, a truth not willed, not built
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Originally written on January 22, 2015. Fifty second poem for the Hundred Theme Challenge by The-Poetry-Cafe. What we hold in ourselves, is often the darkest shade of our character.
Now I am finished the challenge. Again, thank you to everyone who took the time to read what I made, and here's hoping that more will come out in the future.
Challenge information: the-poetry-cafe.deviantart.com
Theme: Deep in thought.
Now I am finished the challenge. Again, thank you to everyone who took the time to read what I made, and here's hoping that more will come out in the future.
Challenge information: the-poetry-cafe.deviantart.com
Theme: Deep in thought.
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