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Smphony of Words

The eyes appeared icy and confusing the warm ocean lies beyond sight words with wings arising out of waves they soar into my heart slowly under a lot of dead hope, they find one alive and teach it how to fly. A poet is serenaded by a seductive muse join me on a waltz to an illicit verse my lyrics express my passion awakened me without trying gives me hedonistic poetry swing again as I am your muse. All my words individualize uncastrated psyche this search revealed several doors yet, nothing happens simple gateways to other realms overwhelmed and afraid the head was in a cryogenic jar where is my brain? has the robot traveled asunder? I am spellbound by words that deep, black tone tumbles with shards of fading light nighttime adventure the bow holds it together curse of insatiability the silks are shredded to fulfill their cravings.
Written: October 29, 2022
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George Avatar
October 29, 2022 at 9:59 PM
I feel that your words have wings and they soar high ! You and your muse keep waltzing all the time ! Symphony flow from you in unceasing stream ! You are so gifted and your mind is filled to the brim with poetry these days
Kavanagh  Avatar
October 29, 2022 at 2:30 PM
Hedonistic poetry not at all, quite remarkable and a breath of fresh air Lasaad, isn’t it great to rip up the rule book, and release our innermost abstract musings into a symphony of words, where is my brain? Hell who needs one when a muse is on fire, another top verse, Bravo! cheers David
De Beaulieu Avatar
October 29, 2022 at 12:05 PM
Hello Soto, I know that I would enjoy this type of music. Blessings my friend.
Pandit Avatar
October 29, 2022 at 10:49 AM
Symphony of words from a seductive muse--sounds like a brilliant get together of creative mind and spirit. Keep creating my friend.
Buhagiar Avatar
October 29, 2022 at 10:22 AM
That's a great symphony. Glad you found your muse.
Rose  Avatar
October 29, 2022 at 9:56 AM
the silks are shredded to fulfill their cravings. Such brilliant lines that make a poem come to life, I hear the music Maestro and I like it, Sotto. I am besotted: )
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