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FinalityI can sleep now; as my eyes close to dampen the cerulean and vermilion beauty of the autumnal equinox into a faded, eternal darkness. Rest awaits the soul, whom, in the face of God will challenge the sin of impure existence. If such omnipotence is of metaphysical certainty, and it truly possesses and imposes a framework of destiny, then how are we, such lowly mortals, capable of defying it so? Is this beingFinality in Scraps More Like This
of unfathomable power so helpless to enforce its own design, that for millenia we worshiped frailty, and manifested that worship into actions that contradict every ethical commandment of every theological doctrine? Or is it's intelligence
When I'm With YouWhen I'm with youWhen I'm With You in Free Verse More Like This
silence touches my lips
I could not break into a song
I could not hear my heart beat
neither can I see the sky
nor feel the earth move
My body would be stiff
and cold blood rushes in.
You wouldn't understand
why my stares are dry
locked at your beautiful eyes
wishing that seeing is believing
and believing is nothing real
for time's a churning waste
Woman, you capsized me
a ship sailing through
the seven seas of might
If I'm the Titanic,
The Behemoth, the virgin, the maiden
you would be the iceberg
that struck the bow
filling me no warmth
slowly sinking, splitting
in half, in shreds, in death.
ShiverI could have heard your whisperShiver in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in the middle of the night-
your ever sweet murmur
that all will be alright.
And the wind is your hands
touching my torn skin
(wishing it to be real skin
and tangible glands).
But, a wish is but a simple dream
created creatively like a flowing stream;
a wish is but a simple film
in black and white, a monochromatic theme.
I never have believed, I have never saw that film
which holds the gaze in your undying theme.
Sta.sh
