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Purple Haze
Contributed by
kiss4roq
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Wednesday, 10th January 2007 @ 04:31:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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For a moment, he stirred and remembered.
A bemused young man, sleeping away his troubles,
And a life crumbling into infinite rubble.
He caught a glimpse of an immense fortress
in the frigid wastelands of his mind;
Images that make his thoughts go blind.
Thoughts of a ruined nirvana in a distant domain,
The only thing that was keeping him sane.
He saw a time when he had no blood on his hands, and never would.
A time when the world elapsed; left him right where he stood.
When the violence of hatred and mistrust,
the temptation of moral compromise, and verbal thrust,
Could no more overcome him, as formerly done,
than a droplet of water could conquer the sun.
But then the memory slipped away,
Like the dream it was; a purple haze.
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2007-01-10 16:31:45]
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Re: Purple Haze
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by Zajabalaj on
Wednesday, 10th January 2007 @ 04:50:25 PM AEST
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| I really liked that, I've always been interested in dream stares.. Very well written! |
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Re: Purple Haze
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by yangdantien on
Wednesday, 10th January 2007 @ 06:12:38 PM AEST
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Thank You for this write an expression of an internal struggle and one suspects it is from the view of having 'blood on the hands' a stain that is rarely given voice but through dream elements one can perceive its effect:s:
"...When the violence of hatred and mistrust,
the temptation of moral compromise, and verbal thrust,
Could no more overcome him, as formerly done,
than a droplet of water could conquer the sun...."
Lasso that memory till the fog of dreaming lifts...
Good Job
Peace
Yangdantien |
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Re: Purple Haze
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 11th January 2007 @ 07:05:59 AM AEST
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Lucid purple haze...
Yes, almost everyday, here.
My days are hypnopompic.
Paramnesia is suicide inside the oasis.
And yes,
Sleep brings release.
I adore this:
"Could no more overcome him, as formerly done,
than a droplet of water could conquer the sun."
Gorgeous! |
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