Obbligato

Obbligato

A Poem by Obbligato
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The Story: What Made And Became Obbligato

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Open Your Mind Into Everything
Let Everything Open Its Mind Into You
Let's share our Nuclei
Meiosis
Break insignificant barriers within ourselves
In order to create
Like gods we manipulate
Mediums
Forms
Art
Silent collisions of minds
Bear fruit so ripe its juice will produce
Waves that expand for eternity
Chasing the galaxy
The matrimonial union of Father Time and Mother Earth 
And patience for 274 days
Birth
 
Lovingly Wrapped In love
They gaze at the blending of two souls
Male
The Green Eyes of an Eagle and the Red Mane of a Lion
His base character already in place
So all that remains is to mould the clay
They inscribe their self designed blueprints into his bones
Now he's their own
Together they plant his small roots so deep he can no longer move
But soon he stands
And now he walks
Seeing him take his first step
They open all doors possible and tell him to go
Alone
 
Released into Eden
Looking up his eyes are immediately buffed by the Sun 
His pupils quickly constrict
And then slowly dilate
Blink
Eyes close
Eyes open
In pain he turns back to where he came
But his eyes have lost the ability to process gamma rays
Rubbing he prays to see his home again
Nothing
So with a Watch on his Wrist and Leaves on his Sleeves
He walks
 
Eyes become accustom to the new spectrum
As grass hugs his feet he begins to understand diversity
Breaking down colours into their primary
And grouping all as 1
Endowed as others process these in Monochrome
Hello
With the aid of the Sun
He sees colour schemes
Purples and browns
Shine and beam
But His Green Eyes and Red Mane won't add to Feng Shui
So he walks
 
Naturally his roots hold him in place
So he has less space to deviate
Although he does have free will
He feels compelled to follow the path Nature instilled
Stems at his hems
He walks
Amongst the fig trees
He sees a reflection
Of himself but different
Opposite but the same
And bearing the name
Athena
Goddess of Wisdom War and Arts
Colours communicate
Speech from Ears
Lights from Eyes
They dance
Without rhyme or reason
Nor beat or flow 
Just
Presence
Physically deprived they see
His watch starts to enunciate every tick
Millisecond screams in agony
Cogs grinding against each other as they turn
The churn flowing through to the earth
Athena
More interested in her duties
Speaking from her mouth words of justice
Leaves to regain her place in the Parthenon
With his Ears now at peace
And his Eyes free
He walks
 
The shoots of the ground aim at his soles
Hardly able to defend himself
He continues to tread
Hoping his steps do not trigger the most bottom sided war
His heart beat feint
Mind a daze
Extremities cold
And then she calls
Attention taken up by the sky
In the form of Leo
Descendant of the Sun
Stars join become woman
Descend to earth
And Be
She whispers call me Ri
Questions without answers
All silenced with one sentence She spoke with words of the past But as she was made from stars
He looked to her for the future Nature causing him to discover the unknown Her natural aura rendering his eyes useless So close that even the suns insignificant Potent and deadly is her blood In close proximity he treats her to his touch Implode Her inevitable meltdown Stars were not to become man but to remain as stars Excess energy dives for his chest Only for the leaves on his sleeves to reform as shields Bearing the insignia of his tribe Alive As the sun mourns the loss of its first born He walks As he wades through the fuel of his eyes Thorns and ivy tear The end of an age catching the last of the Sun as the earth rotates He thinks he's a shadow of his former self But shadows cannot be formed without Sun rays Crippled and Deformed Bearing the trophy scars of his past He Skeleton and muscles have reached the Peaks of fatigue Only using his arteries and vains to Cling Clutch Clasp Grasp And adhere to every groove crack and crevice of the rock face Lingering Close to extinction Safe Those same eyes which were cursed by their encounters with the heavens Are now blessed by the home of an Inuit Shamen A Sloth as it's Spirit guide And Eagle feathers round its neck The hum of a holy silence Fed Black Ice so he knows what the Truth Is And given an ancient text in Abugida Never Die Easy An earthquake in his nerves Typhoons in his blood Lightening in his limbs Alert and revived He Stands And now he Walks The Shaman points to the corner of his hut A White Elephant Unnoticed before but now consuming with great latitude Legs like trunks and trunk as vines For him to ride And to be They leave Awoken from Blah: Time Between Asleep And Awake After being in The Vault for 7 Days Wearing his Morning Frizz he is greeted by a BlackSummers Night Himself and White Elephant Cotton grains of sand beneath their feet Advance into a Bold and Beautiful village In hope to become Overly Dedicated and reach Higher Ground They follow the paths left by the Floetics Which lead them to the local store of Food and Liquors His Limited Budget but Unlimited Quality left only Donuts in his price range One bite sets off his Basement Evolution Be The Testimony Of His Love And Relationships A Soul Survivor Black On Both Sides and undoing all his Miseducation Graduation The Listening Ear Drum pulsates to the sound of The Renaissance The Soul Movement within him forcing out all his Confessions A coloured Dutch Daykeeper places Brown Sugar in his hands to replenish the vacuum that has been Left Its consumption slowly leads to the lining of his eyes lens Now he only sees in Shades Of Blue The Daykeeper instructs him Leave It All Behind and follow Desire The one of which to find himself Words And Sounds of The Magnificent Beats For The Listeners become his Centre Of Attention And so it begins Midnight Marauders of the Mind As a Blackstar illuminates the sky He enters the Love Experience A Beat Konducta The literal form of The Beauty Created She blends and burns Special Herbs While chanting in singular chorus Its Fantastic its Fantasic The entwining of two Ecstatics The Main Ingredient lifting from the flames of herbs Entering the souls ecosystem Sketches Of A Man on sand The Prelude (To The Future) No Love For Sale but giving freely Not 1st Born Second as the birth right has been restored This is Reflection Eternal: Train Of Thought

© 2011 Obbligato


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Obbligato
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I Love this poem. I'm not good with the critical analysis but the only thing I can say is that it loses me slightly after he is awoken from blah...the journey was kinda deep, mystical and spiritual up until that point. is it the journey of man from begin to present day? or am I completely off the mark?
either way...I Love it :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


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It was truly heart felt read.
Really made me me wonder about our existence.
I swear, I'm being both honest and frank and ... I loved your creation.
Beautiful and very thoughtful.
Thumbs up on the use of expressions and words.
Good job.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I Love this poem. I'm not good with the critical analysis but the only thing I can say is that it loses me slightly after he is awoken from blah...the journey was kinda deep, mystical and spiritual up until that point. is it the journey of man from begin to present day? or am I completely off the mark?
either way...I Love it :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The green eyes of love and the red main of foundation and passion.. You have written a poem of magical proportion here.. I love it..x

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on August 13, 2011
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Tags: Obbligato, Life, Me, You, Live, Time, Love, Birth, Journey, Be, I, Trip, Self, Who Am I

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Obbligato
Obbligato

London, London, United Kingdom



About
I am a young male poet from the inner workings of London. I have been writing poetry for a few years and have been inspired and driven to write by my relationships, experiances, knowledge and emotions.. more..

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Ri Ri

A Poem by Obbligato