Swaying fate

Swaying fate

14 April 2016

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Thoughts of you

Vivid remainders

Hues of pink

Deep purple

Like blemish on a new wound

Opening shut books

 

Remembrance

More than just good looks

Charisma

Solemn words

Something beyond the dead herds

Grazing in the blue

 

I found you

The day we lost us

Useless fuss

Swears and cuss

Light headed memories cut

Edge of my language

 

The child’s words

Simplicity’s speech

Narrate best

The lost quest

Of the fruit we kept but zest

Our hands sharpened knives

 

The people

They rub hard the lives

Into stones

Brittle bones

Ground with more than intention

Fleecing redemption

 

Remember

Mending takes strong threads

More than heads

It is hearts

That excel in crafts and arts

The blood forms divine

 

I knelt once

My head upon feet

Within shrine

That was mine

Wasted were the black idols

From within came shine

 

Resurrect

The fading symbols

Swaying fate

Called upon

More than pupil will dilate

My kingdom on Earth

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Fate – Schiller feat. Isis Gee

Like a ghost in decay

Like a ghost in decay

14 April 2016

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Look upon horizon see the trees that will grow

Through the empty playgrounds where the voices holler

They fabricate reason for a token to show

Cinderella makes rounds for midnights to colour

 

The king tries for treason as the daffodils slow

Fading garland surrounds the beard like a trawler

Flowers out of season smother traces of snow

Flickering net makes grounds for souls to grow taller

 

You called upon me once like a ghost in decay

The moon shone through your frame like a weeping willow

Head hung facing two suns as three to music sway

 

For beating heart to tame shoulder to cast pillow

I offered you sun’s bunce web of golden threads’ play

You resumed aging game sliced orphan and widow

 

Reading of the poem: 

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