Symbols of tyranny

Once upon a tribal time

When we dwelt on spoils and errors,

Transcendent from paroxysm of spite

A rector trounced and evaded,

Espied extended silhouettes

Through his tangerine eyes.

                              

“I create as I speak

Some unspoken legends;

Turn on the dark

For I will exhibit

A cosmos so bright that

Light will obliterate.”

 

“As you ponder in my thoughts

A serene depth of broken bonds,

You will perceive but not

That of which I forbid.”

 

“Doth inherit what ye shalt

 If it art what ye seek.”

 

The Fire and moon swirled in violet

Till an aura the stars discerned.

Motes of memories that lay moribund,

Purled and transmigrated in a maelstrom.

Few flashes of stupor

Of an epileptic fit elfish face

Buckled against the heart of waves.

 

A torrent of thoughts echoed

Through the ears of life,

To bare a bedlam of beatitude.

A violet volition of vain lust

Had subdued within forever.

 

“Such are dairies of teenage odyssey

(Symbols of tyranny)

They perish before they begin.

Such was mine and so will be yours

For we slumber in chaos- meekly.”

 

 

“Thy scorching swirls hast tasted fire

and shalt inherit what ye desire

If it art what ye seek.”

 

 

 

                                Fetus~

                                                                                           

Author's Note

What say folks?

Reviews

[roarke]

I think there is a difference between critique and criticism.

You've chosen a huge theme here, and how does one go about describing it? Do words suffice? Ah, but that is the eternal challenge.

should we find words or should we describe vision? Should we stay undefined or stake pitons along the way to hold our perception anchored?

We all make choices and who has the right answers? Try writing different drafts and see which one speaks what you want to say.

[Malcolmveli]

I say this is nice work. I like the language and word choice.

[priya]

its beautifully written. very few people are blessed with innate ability to write his/her thoughts, i feel you are one of them.

[Aethereal]

We're born into naivety, then we learn through the pain cause by our inevitable mistakes not to make them again. An ancient book of laws is just a cataloguing of painful mistakes that should never have been made by the thoughtful scribes who first describe them as a warning, but their laws may have only applied to those who made them at that time in history, an anachronism. We have so many laws today that we have lost track of them. Most people these days spend $300 a year just to have their taxes figured out. Our laws are becoming a mistake as we descend into social chaos.

[Writer]

I really have no words to describe how I feel about this poem, and I'm not one for silence.
Great work.

[Coldfire]

you just give life to word, you are one of those I see when I look up. great work buddy.

[HeazerH]

This is an amazing poem. I enjoy your writing style.

[Praveeta]

“Thy scorching swirls hast tasted fire
and shalt inherit what ye desire
If it art what ye seek.”

A beautifully written piece.

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

Thoughts are penned in a good format.. Keep writing..

[Blobert Coltrane Claus]

Not entirely sure what you are trying to get across in certain stanzas but hey, half the fun is trying to find out. Of course different people will take a poem of this kind and find their own truths behind it.
This is what I've personally taken from it so far.

You've definitely taken on quite a bit here. Whether meant or not I find the symmetry in the first stanza between teenage years and the first of humankind an interesting observation. Very intriguing piece and I'll be back to re read.

[DIVYA]

A profound thought process, quite abstract in conception...Keep writing.