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OxidationFish the sky for stars that fly,
Like hunting for memories for tangible clarities.
The winds carry sounds like orchestral rounds,
While corrosion mars like seasonal scars.
Arctic thatches of ivory patches
Ensnare the earth with frozen rebirth.
The lands are cast in oxidation like seas of imitation;
Such rustic embrace is teasing and feigns this seeming
Of peelings of sadness, the clippings of madness
Or of harboring insanity that mimics profanity.
Erase those fears like waves efface lingering footsteps,
Left etched in sand by dreamers, hope filled bringers.
Whisper secrets to the moon, stars in bloom,
Dispositions fleeting with dusk to chase after lust;
Like tides of paralysis and minds insisting for analysis,
With inclinations of inclining and hearts refining from confining.
DelusionAwake on streets sides in dawn, with all dreams gone,
While the gutters mimic streams from the early morning drizzle.
The lakeside shores of tattered asphalt screams black,
Like the foreboding letter from a massacre killer.
Loud are the footsteps which pass them by, make them cry,
From a day's penniless begging, of futile raging.
Silent are the tender emotions, like untold contortions,
From twisted tales for attention, in search of redemption.
The horizon is blanketed in smog, mountains in fog,
Like islands floating in the sky, awaiting anchorage.
The blue exposure behind is a pale, ashen celadon,
Like the background of romantic memories.
Thick are the hearts of young lovers, fleeting flutters,
Of summer romances towards making advances, stealing chances.
Thin are the minds of logical reverence, their only preference,
Of those that know no daunting, only flaunting.
Nights here seem endless and everlasting, like no moons passing;
Fluorescent teeming of all-day shop lights are their guid
IncandescentThey smelt of fires and scorched in flames,
Like those which smolder unto regal glowering embers,
And their breadth of ashen caress was thick with malice.
Frozen chrysanthemums blister in mottled delight,
And the flesh of concrete relish ignited envy in insecure eyes,
Where rippling calls of lust betrayed their sin.
The harboring injustice belittled the mind, infatuated crime,
With the anchor melting issues of stark cadence,
To which the stars bled laments of such misdeeds.
Hither come towards bestowing life carrying dignity,
Wrought with the splintered sheath of sanity's holding,
Upon the wise knowledge of acknowledging wisdom.
Dreaming of daisiesDo you remember those days of past,
Where our dreams soared high like kites in the sky?
The twirl of parasols danced before our vision,
And we swore that the stars swam above us.
Currents of air played wistfully within out fingers grasp,
But the fleeting tides of dandelion tethers always deceived us.
Your hum of smooth resonance betrayed little of your soul,
Yet I listened as the moon pays acknowledgment to the sea.
Billows of silken sunlight bathed our shoulders in rich tendrils,
And it was on these days that we imagined we could fly.
You used to tell me youd pick me a bouquet of oak leaves,
Because the sweet lull of roses engulfed my earthen glower.
I used to sing you caresses of innocent lullabies,
Even when your own lack of innocence sought otherwise.
The daisies in my hair fluttered like wings of a bird,
And the curl of my toes when you touched them made you smile
Long roads wrought from the horrors of fairytales stole you away,
Like rivulets of dusk e
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