Monday, March 9, 2009

Alter Halo

Digging reasons from the past
Eroding an ugly tale of thought
It wasn't like you thought it was
Shattered glass of a mirrored plot
Resembling every discolored sketch
You linger in the empty canvas
Assembling all the nameless pledge
You finger tip your greedy anxious
Freaked up to your every nerve
You hate to find any trace of love
Tearing pages you don't observe
Flying like a clueless dove

I am only here to wait
I can only live the night
I will chew the past to rest
For a better cause buried inside
All my words will complicate you
As I'm the ghost of your sight
I will never put forth an argue
I'm the snake that cannot bite
Freaked up to your every breathe
You treat my words like some trash
Messed up deep inside your head
All your thoughts collide and crash

You wish the past be dead and gone
You wish that you never faltered
You wish your past had a better someone
You wish that I never occurred

You wish the past be altered
You wish the past be ripped from the start
Watch me die as it plays backward
You wish my existence to fall apart

8 comments:

Satans Darling™ said...

Wow.... This is one of my favorites! All are my favorites but this one just speaks to me... I loved it! Well, not now but maybe in some days I will post a reply to this poem of yours, with a poem of mine :)

Ragpicker said...

I'd love to read the poetic reply of yours. Fingers crossed for now.

I will never put forth an argue
I'm the snake that cannot bite <-- :)

Satans Darling™ said...

:) :) :) :) :)

Satans Darling™ said...

Hello Rag :) I posted a response to the poem. Could not wait! But I wrote it in great hurry. Hope you like it!

Here's the link:

http://satansdarling.blogspot.com/2009/03/horns-and-halos.html

Ragpicker said...
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Ragpicker said...

I so much loved it !..Infact I loved the transformation too. Though I found it a little longer but I still had all the time in the world to read your work :) . Thank you so much Ash. !!!

Satans Darling™ said...

Thank you so much Rag! It means a lot to me.. really! And I agree, Transformation could have been shorter. I was trying to cover every aspect in that poem. Because it is what has happened with me. But you did read it :)

Ragpicker said...

I loved it ..long but true .. It was a sublime depiction of grief and stalemate that was inside you.