of a name that tells a story.
Sunday, February 20, 2011 @ 1:57 AM
m eaningless twirls; the girl dances across the room,
e viscerating the world of it's solemn, sombre drawls.
l ighting up shadows in dreams unlit; in poignant laws
a lready ignited, she wishes as the night stars loom.
n avigating, sailing; the canvas is her seamless ocean,
i nsipid and shallow tears wells up in bottomless wells.
e xtravagate boundaries that kills the hope that dwells
m eekly, in intricate inks with it's ebbing,flowing motion.
i ndulge beyond the exuberance; let crisp winds glide,
n oble in it's wake, stroking the dancing fire in cadence.
j olting the sky awake, she burns the fuel of radiance,
o ffering the daybreak a much awaited change of light.
o blige and obligate; the nymph brings us on a wild ride
t owards a world of varying shades and depths of pride.
I tried to write a sonnet but couldn't get the iambic pentameter right. So yeah.
(By the way, you see what I did there? With the poem? Heh.)
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of a name that tells a story.
Sunday, February 20, 2011 @ 1:57 AM
m eaningless twirls; the girl dances across the room,
e viscerating the world of it's solemn, sombre drawls.
l ighting up shadows in dreams unlit; in poignant laws
a lready ignited, she wishes as the night stars loom.
n avigating, sailing; the canvas is her seamless ocean,
i nsipid and shallow tears wells up in bottomless wells.
e xtravagate boundaries that kills the hope that dwells
m eekly, in intricate inks with it's ebbing,flowing motion.
i ndulge beyond the exuberance; let crisp winds glide,
n oble in it's wake, stroking the dancing fire in cadence.
j olting the sky awake, she burns the fuel of radiance,
o ffering the daybreak a much awaited change of light.
o blige and obligate; the nymph brings us on a wild ride
t owards a world of varying shades and depths of pride.
I tried to write a sonnet but couldn't get the iambic pentameter right. So yeah.
(By the way, you see what I did there? With the poem? Heh.)
« Previous
A R C H I V E S.
November 2010
December 2010
January 2011
February 2011
March 2011