Friday, December 08, 2006

The Fool's Downfall

Glow the smiles like sunshine
Till horizon, so divine
Wind singing through your hair
Spices floating in the air

You search not, 'tis waiting
Beneath, clawed and hiding
The pain
Stalking each reckless move
Look clearer to see through
The veil

Naively believing
Blind to truth approaching
You fool!
Life paints a picture bleak
It's law crushes the weak
Like you

Open hazy eyes at last
As dreams sleep in the past
And die
Ilusions have faded
Lying alone defeated
You cry

Is there no-one who cares
This soul drenched in despair
How fast the bubble burst
The past lays a heavy curse
Of defeat

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when language like bubbling streams flow

when words are laid down to fit like lovers' hands

when you feel the essence of the poet from within

when swirling thoughts are caught in the net of rhythm

when images reel as you read

when pen and paper create a symphony

then, it is poetry

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