Blasphemy Incarnate
Silken net, silky new, dangles above,
as hope returns triumphant and renewed.
Softly woven fibers of life woven together like fate’s hand:
silvery strings, dripping dewdrops of gold,
bright rays shimmer through as new becomes old.
Time slips...but life moves on;
streams twist and destiny shifts, yet still we live on.
Sunset reveals timeless a truth:
never tomorrows, and yesterdays, never again...
But dawn still rekindles, an old truth forgotten;
that everyday does still begin life renewed.
A page, yet unfolded; a rock, yet unturned;
a book long undone, sealed away;
a ship unsunken, a port veered away...
All these things, left unfinished;
to be long forgotten--broken by time's own hand.
A tragedy, self-incurred; a curse, self-invoked,
time passed away; a priceless treasure forever stolen.
The web woven, hope and fate intertwined, in destiny's evil lair.
July 4th, 2007
as hope returns triumphant and renewed.
Softly woven fibers of life woven together like fate’s hand:
silvery strings, dripping dewdrops of gold,
bright rays shimmer through as new becomes old.
Time slips...but life moves on;
streams twist and destiny shifts, yet still we live on.
Sunset reveals timeless a truth:
never tomorrows, and yesterdays, never again...
But dawn still rekindles, an old truth forgotten;
that everyday does still begin life renewed.
A page, yet unfolded; a rock, yet unturned;
a book long undone, sealed away;
a ship unsunken, a port veered away...
All these things, left unfinished;
to be long forgotten--broken by time's own hand.
A tragedy, self-incurred; a curse, self-invoked,
time passed away; a priceless treasure forever stolen.
The web woven, hope and fate intertwined, in destiny's evil lair.
July 4th, 2007
co-written with Auron
2 comments:
actually auron aka me had nothing to do with this poem so u all know. :) i was just editing it. truth be told i'm not skilled enough to write at guitarmonkee's level :P
see 'Collaboration, Part II'
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