declaration

By ColourGod

am i unlike the rest. how i wish to fit in. i want to be loved and coughed out of lungs. shrunken down for fear we sell. by and by the love dispelled. broken wings bloodied in the dirt weighing me down from the boiling hot rays of the sun. fortified and mast spine erect so tall. eyes to the horizon. forward is where the back lays. to former loves and former truths. former lies that guard my roost. sublime interactions of deception and full heartiness. the end betrays you and starts on its way again. smell the bad memories like a magic wand waving in the faulted wind. your magic is small and entertaining. it leaves a sweet taste false to the mind. but oh how you descend it upon mine. so rich the blame i reap unto my own. a blanket of sorrow that you throw on my wet and shivering naked body. thank you for your devilish grin my friend. a compilation of the best begin. two walkers in their midst, wayfarers at best. no ranger nor vagabond, yet wonders of the western skies with northern constellations to guide their ways. myths locked inside of dead oak trees. their acorns are growing and their leaves are shedding. falling on my ground. mother nature and father creation begin to make love again. supple fragrances fill their air and the fraught of the departed take their share. off in the distance the offspring's' guitars echo through the halls and between ears is shared a true lament of love at the fall of humanities dawn. broken to hold water. a vessel too tall cracked and left unfixed. no worries, there is no belief. only assumptions of what cannot be. like a blood streaming through misguided veins, a baby dies at birth. so many gross conceptions that make the whole of this earth that we all hide in like it or not. the fear you have sold so have you bought. shelling out your last buck for the feeling eternal that leaves so quick. a costly admit for loves lost lament. a troublesome fluctuation of what comes to you. broken again with nothing to defend a manipulation of troubles begin. cascading trough my mind like words you cannot find. too interrupted too misguided for your love that wavers so as a flag flaring in the wind. beaten by the wind with uninterrupted untold self truths begin. make your way. begin each day with the worlds truth decay. decompose into a brand new compilation of plays and prose. divulge into the lost. wicked souls reign supreme. the truth is a lie and the end is surreal. ah, your love. so fast it withers . when will the fruit begin to fall again? when will the worms crawl up the trees again? infest my fruit that i give to you. manifest your love and bring it full circle to reveal your truth in purpose less you have no chaos. breath out brotherhood. your life is wasted as it should. clenched so tightly as a couple should. have you gained your wisdom. have you stood alone. have you been forgotten as you should. come again breath out your demons your brotherhood sells your soul. betrays your soul unto the end as misfortunate absurd whole. place me in your time. i'm coming back again. like a shattered vessel of water eased into life to end in a corrupt intention of humanities invention. mold me, make me manipulate into your desire i am your fire. i burn the earth. i burn the sky for all it is worth. the world below my life the whore. desperate to the core. bringing with it a love so scorn by life and its falsehood so much adored. hold your left higher than you right. describe your muse and end polite. compliment the hole you fell into. sell yourself short. it is all that you could do. believe the truth. prophesies lie. complicate the gray that so many deny. black and white truth said for all. polar opposites complicatedly combined by loves true intention ruptured by life's gleam. so bright and blinding. i forget what i do best. i love too much that which never comes next. a corrupt account of their abuse on us. a loveless bustle of capitalism's combust into dust. anarchy. free for all. bring the powers, ten in all. eleven the king, may he reign supreme. a darkened misconception of satan's closest ring. i found my self there so often visiting different things. another place i am accepted another lie i bring.

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© 2006 ColourGod
Published on Sunday, May 7, 2006.     Filed under: "Beat" and "Poetry"

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This all came out word after word fluid and frantic no stops.
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  • ColourGod On Sunday, January 10, 2010, ColourGod (43)By person wrote:

    Thank you. If you read through this you deserve my respect.

  • A former member wrote: this is grid-lock busy,..i found my self re-reading certain lines sos to keep in touch,..i enjoyed the rhyme schemes throughout along side a loaded mind of thought and frustration, ...opinions reactions and daily dealings, you held little back...not sure if i received a clear message all in all but i dont think that was the intent you strove for,..ill need to sift on this a while.

  • A former member wrote: "your magic is small and entertaining. it leaves a sweet taste false to the mind. but oh how you descend it upon mine." ....i find myself lost in a circle of every line curves to the next. burnt me metal mind-bent and screaming.

  • A former member wrote: "mold me, make me manipulate into your desire i am your fire. i burn the earth. i burn the sky for all it is worth." my voice is lost as it is found in this. my words could never be worthy.

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