Ludicra

Be still, remain still Do not unveil The stained and marked Portrait of your soul A sweetly coated expression Will not hide All blundering misjudgement No pardon for your past crimes The archaic soured plight Slumbers in stagnant ponds Reflecting los

The voice has splintered to a rasp From broken words of waste It cast forth illusions Of a life without mistakes It told the worst tale ever told And spoke of better days The truth be told as I grow old A chronology of decay A piece of mind unhinged

Can you not escape the face? That glowing haunted stare Take the way that's caked with filth A far less travelled path Veils of bygone grief and death To deflect the gaze The sickening sight There is no manner learned From any teacher from any source

Something big and bright Looms outside my window Choked with promise Smother in hope Days plod on like machines of ceaseless ruin Lost in a forest of haunted buildings I'm the feeble crack of light That shines in spite of all I'm held in place by a f

This time I tried to plagiarize a smile to show the lightness of heart But the first glance dismantled the part of heart "amp; gut The grin, to the clear eyes that mirrored me The grin, to the black eyes that mirrored me Coughing a smile out of droni