A dull reflection of our past-
trickles down the spine-
pools of doubt and chaos-
accumulates below.
Truth and wisdom muffled out.
Devils tongue-
manipulating minds
A dull reflection-
presently perplexing.
Tag: metaphor
astral plead
If the clouds could whisper, upon thy cheek.
Etched memories of time reflect a rose tinted glare.
Shallow thought do quiver,
when storms brew with fear.
Chaos juggles north.
The mind glides east.
Voices heard, are twisted vines.
Restraining.
Restricting.
The third eye weeps.
These astral planes-
plead to be seen.
sculpted civilisation
Chiselled sculptures-
cracked faces.
Crowded channels.
Fallen fragments-
of what was.
Occupied scenarios-
unsolicited control.
Foundations cracked.
Faded faces.
Fragmented times.
call it a day
Hey,
lets call it day-
the heart has gone astray.
My minds made up –
these bridges are burnt-
no longer stable-
For you and I.
Hey,
Lets call it a day.
Baby-
I ain’t gonna lie.
This deal is done.
Hearts-
gone astray-
for you and I-
lets say our goodbyes-
and call it a day.
moutain/\yonder
Jagged mountain view.
Birds gliding along yonder.
Above. To be free.
picture/ perfect/memories
Picture perfect memories-
shrouded static-
encompassed-
fragments.
Empty-
voices.
Muffled-
sounds.
Fading-
always.
Picture perfect memories?
solidify
Slow thoughts-
pondering mind.
Eyes closed-
heart open-
soul speaks-
inner secrets-
creep on through-
self aware cracks.
Solidifying-
into-
a though exterior.
Her Feet
She looked at her feet-
graciously she thanked them-
for these feet-
her feet.
Have kept her steady and strong-
for all she has seen-
for all the heart ache she has felt.
These feet-
her feet-
have guided her through-
the labyrinths of life.
urchin metaphor
Here we go again-
around the Merry-go-round.
Repetitive, repetition.
Doors shut tight.
Curtains drawn shut.
No joyous sounds around.
No freedom out-and-about.
Timed.
Tired hearts-
empty company.
Let’s all hope.
Such is hope?
TLEofCassie 