Chains Of RealityDon’t you wish to just rewind the pastAnd live a life from the start at last?Wishes like that never come trueAnd there is nothing you can do. You do not understand how the World looks.You try to comprehend it through books,Though reality sometimes is not what you desireAnd you become the greatest liar! You break chains with your pen,And get out of the darkest den,You discover a brand new place,Where happiness and peace will us embrace. Alas, it is all a dream, you are still trapped,In cold metal you are wrapped.You cannot face it, it is too sad,And if you do, it will drive you mad.
My Muse Has Left MeWhen she departs from my grace,My palette dries in her wake,Devoid of livelihood for now,With dull words to fill my tray,For now I paint a portrait,With gray,With no wings of my own,I am yet to be grown,For she alone floats me high,She alone carries the brush;Strokes colours unto the night,Filling the empty artist with,Her sweet kiss of silvery light.So I lay now in wait,Under rainbows left gray,To taste the honey of her life,Dripping like nectar from rose-soft lips,Pressed tight as a clamp unto mine,Breathing into me a laced love letter,Sighed: To the artist; From: The divine.
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