DON’T THINK JUST R.E.A.D....

DON’T THINK JUST R.E.A.D....

A Poem by MS. BABy
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A Cyber poetic RIDE

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DON’T THINK JUST R.E.A.D....

 

Movement of the pawns

CONTROLLED

By the next active pulsating statement

Gesture

Or

Facial interpretation

All is calculated, none is tested and tried

Gliding melodramatically

Through the feral unknown

Connecting alliances, removing poisonous obstacles

All for the sake of preservation

Going to the edge of the Universal measurement

Of Intelligence:

Seeding thoughts by…

Relaying adventure publicity

Fertilizing; through unanimous transmissions

Germination then growth by pillaging

A DESIRED reaction

Plotting out fields, NO! Worlds of life…

An odious movement

The discommode of a single variable

An intentionally misguided word or phraseology

To alter or obliterate or motivate new beginnings

The beginnings of an imminent NEW world

 

DEMANDED

 

Oozing through

The lethargic faces of unknown bodies…

Those do not demand attention

Or possess the charisma to illuminate change

They are completely disregarded

As IM.PO.TENT…

Having no necessary cause

(Only to desensitize or defocus)

 

Or

 

Use (Only to buffer or sacrifice)

But having been assigned as damage,

The benign collateral type

Frigid is a mind “SET”

To complete dominance

 

A non-compliance to NOT fulfill

An imprinted mission

Helped by the introducing of a new character…

As optical senses radiate

Meticulous fervor when marked space of epoch

Achieved points of self appointed crisis give gradual

Acceleration to that which is and has been

Deemed success…

 

As seconds travel and as they grow from the

Minuscule points of time

To light years and eons of

Compilations

 

So strives the mind’s eye of building

Repairing,

Transmutations

And reconstituting

What can be

Into

What was and what is

Into

What is never to be thought…

It may all seem dismal since this too all can become

 

NOTHING

VANITY

REFUSE

 

Since producing, shifting, and metamorphosing

Thought

Is being done by Billions

And is not singular in nature

This can all be revised

 

By

 

The smallest improvising

An injected impurity

A whispered but overheard truth

Shall the next text be incorrect to the benefit of an anticlimactic disaster?

 

Or

 

Do the sounds of the sonorous syllables lull senses

To become soothe and satiated

Ignoring the messages being amplified

This is the

Complete mix-mash of

What is

A Mind Master Blaster

BABy©2011

© 2011 MS. BABy


Author's Note

MS. BABy
I read the Foundation Series by Issac Asimov and This inspired me to produce this....thank you for reading.

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This is fabulous in my opinion. You take ordinary words and turn them into something fantastic. The flow is smooth as well and I liked your details.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Namaste...Manpreet thank u so much for this I am enjoying what I have read of you so far...smile..

Posted 12 Years Ago


Good morning Joe...thank u so much...

Posted 12 Years Ago


Vow I like your style, since it is still unexplored for me so it was amazingly refreshing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


That science fiction flavor is definitely in this one. Excellent read.

Posted 12 Years Ago


thank u coyote, I love sci-fi and this was what came about at the end of a great book...

Posted 12 Years Ago


A amazing poem. It is needed to be read many times for the pleasure of the words and the strong statements. You are a writer. I love words. To hear them spoken or written with skill make me happy. Thank you for the amazing poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on July 4, 2011
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MS. BABy
MS. BABy

San FRANCISCO, CA



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I am just me, a poet that enjoys words and intrigue...I am inspired by others and love the musing over life...I am poetry...smile. I'm an innovator in the poetry world and am CEO of my own Production.. more..

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