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The Devil As The Agent Of Enlightenment by MissWrite(f): 10:28pm On Sep 13, 2018 |
All rights....reserved. The Devil as the Agent of Enlightenment What would you rather be? Free? To see; Through an apple on a tree; A man, a woman, or a snake; Sightless and unawake; For your own sake; Who would you be? The one who strikes the match; The one who fans the flame; The one who burns from flesh to ash; The one who takes the blame; The one who’s nakėd without shame; The one who stays the same; The one who wonders: what’s the aim? Of this audacious game; The one who wants his fame; The one who does not care; The one who knows his father’s name; The one who wants his pair; Rebellion all for love or power; For vengeance in the hour; Disobedience slays the ignorance dead; Leaves disenchantment in its stead 7 Likes 3 Shares |
Re: The Devil As The Agent Of Enlightenment by MissWrite(f): 10:36pm On Sep 13, 2018 |
The Marionette Pompous Peter prances proud; Strings affixed within a cloud; Hands and feet to heaven bound; Instructions given to the ground; The script’s decided from the start; This thought he bears within his heart; And Pompous Peter plays his part; His god’s determined work of art; Thrice the size of wooden boy; Old Henry takes him for a toy; Then Peter brings the dreaded flood; Old Henry drowns in vanquished blood; His stage performance is believed; The people are so oft deceived; That strings unseen so tiny spun; Would not be missed if come undone; But Peter knows to thank the skies; They keep him under watchful eyes; They blow his sails and give him rise; To do the things which sense denies; One day he takes a peek aloft; In thanks to heaven, as so oft; But vacant skies poke Peter’s piety; There’s nothing there, no precious deity; Despondent now is Peter’s pose; Whose might has kept him from his foes? Surely not his own, he knows; He’s but an inch ‘tween head and toes; The next he’s in a boxing bout; Peter’s now a prey to doubt; The strings, once tethered to the heavens; Have left him at sixes and sevens; And Peter’s fate’s a sealed affair; No binding strings; he’s all alone; His faith in wood cannot compare; To faith in flesh and faith in bone 4 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: The Devil As The Agent Of Enlightenment by MissWrite(f): 10:44pm On Sep 13, 2018 |
The Waters of the Ocean The waters of the ocean, Are of singular mind; To be true to its own nature; To believe its own kind One in love, as one in life; One through thickness and through thin; One, if severed by a knife; One without and one within Bottles, buckets, cans, and jars, A portion here and a portion there, It shapes itself to suit its bars, Still, it’s the same form everywhere; Separate in time; By thoughts, flesh and bone; Through its captivity, It remembers its own Present in all and then all present; One soul forever as time can devise; Fluid as water; extant as air; Holding the universe in its eyes 4 Likes 1 Share |
Re: The Devil As The Agent Of Enlightenment by MissWrite(f): 10:48pm On Sep 13, 2018 |
The Weight of Music Pt1 First there was a lullaby; To sleep in the silence of music; To dream in the care of sleep; To smile in the beauty of a dream; Forever is a story, Across both ends, Of a moment in time... Then there was a love song; To awaken two hearts, To dance in the daylight, And suffer with love in the small of the night; Forever is a wish, Healing a broken road, To the recovery of dreams... The last time, it’s the blues; Always a moment too soon, Too heavy to bear, but lightening the load; Always just in time, Forever is a dream, Distant and small, Like a whisper in the rain... When the music is played out on strings, I will fold up my spirit in a crisp paper plane, Glide into a keyhole, And find new beginnings, Live alive forever in refrain; Forever is a prayer, Searching the river, For the sad ears of God. 4 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: The Devil As The Agent Of Enlightenment by MissWrite(f): 10:52pm On Sep 13, 2018 |
View from the Ledge City lights, street hustle, Too busy to look up, Too busy being you, Ignorant and indifferent; The terror is inside, Up here, on the ledge, The turmoil and despair, Outside, it is quiet; Deafening horns, screeching wild things, You're quiet and tame, The sounds of conflict are in my ears, The sounds are from within; When this egg is cracked, The yellow runs into the white The shame runs into the blue, The red runs into the dirt; City lights, street hustle, I'll come to you poor putrid porridge, Scrape me off the floor, And throw me into the trash. 4 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: The Devil As The Agent Of Enlightenment by monojoli: 8:58pm On Sep 14, 2018 |
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