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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When the sky mimics an illusory highway, camouflaged in colors of confusion, crowded with contrasts of chaos, I stand stranded at the crossroads, draped in distorted resolutions, soaked in pixelated perspectives, overwhelmed on the verge of vertigo. For I’m tired of counting syllables to weave mismatched metaphors that lead into pulsating pages of monochrome memories, flowing in r e v e r s e like redundant riddles. I’m drained from tip-toeing along cobalt side-lines, aching to be seen, longing to be heard~ amidst the silence and composure. But will the eyes of anemic ink ever feel the unwritten truth? Their ignorance sees not beyond blurred beams of b l a c k and w h i t e …. I’ve long been steering the wheels of star-crossed fate, oblivious to the terrors that float beyond the twinkling horizon, where the jaded jewels of midnight burn, when dreams decay and love lingers~ as lost sentiments between the acrobatic edges of waning sunsets. Riding into nothingness seems more comforting than the slippery slopes carved by ruthless reality, as deepest scars remain unseen in crippling crevices of crashing emotions, while uncertainties are the constant gravity grounding me into the bricks and bones of h e a l i n g …. Maybe this is the essence of breathing restlessly, as tales of meaningless moments sound more mellifluous, and chronicles of unnamed boulevards seem more inviting, when everything and anything that moves in slow cadence becomes a bleeding trigger. Yet to be held and embraced within frames of fear is where this pilgrimage of pillow-shaped promises shall finally conclude, and I wish, maybe somewhere down the vanishing point of the demented lane, blooming with shared dandelion rhymes, there, crystalline constellations would turn skeptical galaxies into raining diamonds, to shawl you in amorous auroras when coldness seeps in. And with or without me, if I were a beloved enigma, I hope your prolific pen will still remember the silhouettes of soulmates, to sketch within the ardent graph of cosmic connection, where sonnets of your soul~ will echo this immortal romance.
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