Beauty is words...
Delicate words
A fluttering verse
Spells to form a curse
Butterflies wings
Or angelic happenings
This is the beauty of words
Trapped in a verse
Paraded for all to see
In cages of stanzas.....
Set them free
Cryptic meanings
Thoughts running freely
Can\'t convey my feelings
Words can be murky
When they should be understood easily
Misinformation
Misinterpretation
An asylum seeker
In an alien nation
Comitted to completion
Or..
Deserving of deletion?
Am I really being me?
A story to tell
But trapped in one format
The lavar lies dormant
I\'m Lucifer still trapped in hell...
The beauty of rhyme
Isn\'t beautiful all the time
Forced to conform
Another prisoner to take..
I\'ve become a victim of the very thing I\'m trying to escape
Thin Ice on the lake
To which I could skate
Hesitate....
Think again...Am I being fake?
This could be a mistake
It could be the pebble that causes the ice to break
Frankenstein and his monster
Counterproductive
Both repulsive and seductive
Hallways of smoke and mirrors
Playing rock, paper....
Don\'t run with the scissors!
Nothing makes sense to me?
Run in the opposite direction
Avoid your reflection
Please beware!
I\'m sorry
I didn’t see you there
Obvious yet subtle
My thoughts are in a muddle
Seeing in blizzard conditions
Thickets of imagery and wisdom
A humble place is my abode
A lonely mind in a snow globe
Sending abstract visions
Via messenger pigions
So I look through the mirror
To oceans of emotions ...
My thoughts can be as black as night
Staring back is a Dali painting... Gone right
On the raft at sea
Searching for the shore
Along with the right metaphor
Lacking reason and creativity
Beauty is not always beautiful..
At least not to me