Revelations

By Mona



Freedom never came easy 
I do not want to go back only maybe 
where the sun never sets
On the horizon of tomorrow 
and the stopwatch wives 
smile in plasticine; living sinfully
Spending their dignitaries
To appear happy and clean.

wrapped in plastic like mail ordered 
brides strapped to a gurney taken
for what's inside; thirteen stitches 
In my brain because I'm insane 
for believing 
In the naked scarlet star light 
lobotomized to stare like a stone
Facing stark bearings, alone, forsaken 
By their infinite embrace, unknown.

Broken and shattered with nothing inside 
But a belief and hope that love would
drown while they crown a king anything 
In a kingdom upside down 
Into the quick sand she dives 
Into the underworld of man

singing and dying with the dreamers
spinning like a marionette 
He shakes when alone, shivers...
it's all about to change you see
You're still not used to these
New abilities...my revelations.

Would that be a surprise to you
If everyone was a piece 
It was a faultless admission
About the human condition 
I was never one to spell out my words
With conviction for a false condition 

and a one sided bar coded destiny 
schizophrenia and false prophecies
Brainwashed, bleeding through the wires 
in a world on fire.

Id love to break you I want to make you
Into some body...any body...never mind
Maybe there's no one here but me
The clones are assembling 
The drones are flying 
and I'm being sabotaged

Moms taking painkillers for a tooth ache
talking to people in her brain who
won't break her down and all the people she knew
In another life a different one.
And all these insane moments 
My ultra violent memories for a vacancy 
I broke the mirrors so you couldn't look at them 
again and then I wrote your name over
These skies and then I got high 
Pretending I loved you when...then again 

The rest of us pretended we were sleeping in 
Where our truths like sorrows rained 
Under the glory of what they knew, evidences 
About me, I saw him over you 
As my mother wept quietly like mothers do 
Hanging around twilight mad lovers kissing
Under the microscope of a macro cosmic meaning
the siren is calling us back 

Blowing wishes into the clouds 
I remember the cold storms I dared myself 
When all the clocks reversed their motions
We were each other to stare into them
a strange phantasm was looking back 
as the posies unfolded to the stop-watch
keepers and nothing else is here
But a creeper to condemn
Her hidden confessionals. 

So stop hanging around that evil twin
Leaving me in this cathedral of sin 
On this haunted throne ethereal 
I hate being alone she said 
I've refused to bow to the lies in their heads
I just wanted to say love is a serial killer
But your lies burn like acid as a filler.

freedom meant osmosis I've made a career
Of pain, all these paths leading 
her to a better prognosis, because
I made my psychosis into an art 
an alternative to a broken heart 
As If I was ever falling apart

The kisses, can't breathe, three wishes
This strangest feeling a faded reflection 
As if understanding were a contagion 
As if I were cursed for loving some one
stop whispering. You believed in nothing 
And I believed that truth was 
a weapon and a shield, but I just 
lied again.

She gazed across the teardrop waterfalls 
as a million rain drops disappeared
In a matrix of sciences, in this epic tragedy
The weather man he feared, then he cried 
In awe at the awesomeness of insanity 
of a dream that ended with a girl who
Hated the pain of this human reality
And a ride a big jet plane

As this house of cards is falling
dancer in the dark now spun 
I've lost my mind for the ghost, an obscene....
breaking down in her blue paradise 
I am only inventing things to scare me 
I was born under the screen l was sacrificed
Fed false truths, my scars disguised 
My inspiration and device
I can travel beyond a simple reversal.


In the company he supervised 
stranger than universal 
we were plastered to master
infinite disasters, as punk bastards 
and crushed beneath false lights 
As she set aflame the world in her eyes
and we watched it burn in enmity
Without a feeling of compromise
we had confidence, eloquent faith 

Those dimensions of possibly 
the playground of inventions so bright
Just as his words meant so much in jest
So must passion bring me to life
In this lonely imagination
This play ground full of knives...

And Pandora killed that awful clown
But made jack laugh in his emerald gown.
Who was the inspiration for a revolution
Through waves of mutilation and 
mission bells ringing in the new order

everything there was supposed to surprise 
we were mastered to be undermined 
By their bastardized advice
I always dreamed of holding up the skies
Doomed by the pale white horse he rides
wandered off the tops of high rises

She whispers to me, “I miss the ocean”
Kissing everyone with poisonous lips 
voices echoing, "I'm sad," he says, "goodbye" 
The spell is undone, we've come undone 
woken up from the indoctrinated dreams 
Realizing the fool it made of me
Of us of, every body, we were so 
Godly and brave as we brace for impact 
In the 21st century, will we ever come back?

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Copyright 2016 Mona
Published on Monday, April 18, 2016.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Adagios On Tuesday, November 1, 2016, Adagios (716)By person wrote:

    In this playground full of knives". Great structure, I loved the complexity and simplicity and how they interplay.

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