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Open Up Your Eyes

Contributed by Kat on Monday, 29th July 2002 @ 06:28:30 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Sweet dreams, hidden nightmares, soul dispair, fiendish fantasy..
Hells gates crawling, lingering, constantly at my feet.
There is no retreat, no sleep, no remorse.
Sudden evil force, evicting sanity from the domain.
Laughing at the ignorant, trying, hoping, to remain sane.
In a world full of cavities, rotting away in it's own decey.
Suddenly, I heard, echoing, the voice of a flower say...
"Peace, love and everything that is good."
It all fell upon deaf ears, no one understood.

Uprooted from ones self, that was falsely created from the lies, the only sunny days created, remain created from dark skies.
The lies are told, the people sold themselves to earn a dime, evening news detailed, depicted, this hateful world of crime.
Rhymes molded from the bitter madness, caused by a surrounding misery and unexplainable sadness.

Tick tock, goes the dreadful clock.
Tyrant, ruler of mankind, equivalent to the pecking, beautiful, blackbird, chipping away at the spine.
The grind & grind everyday, damaging eternally on the soul.
Desperately seeking the antidote to silence all that is there surging suddenly with violence.. and a vicious scare.

Evil eyes contained by questions, never ending.
Can you comprehend the message I'm sending?
The truth is shrouded in mystery.
It's really something dark and evil that will crop up once you're history.
If that helps you to grasp the enigma, well then it was my pleasure.
The remaining bits and pieces of good on earth, you can keep, but there's not enough to measure.

Well, with this said, Goodnight, and Sweet Dreams.

Copyright © Kat ... [ 2002-07-29 06:28:30]
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Re: Open Up Your Eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by Kassidi on Monday, 29th July 2002 @ 12:53:22 PM AEST
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Such a clever poem Kat. It took me a while to figure it out. Wonderful write!
Kassidi

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