More so the dreamer
I have become lost in this land
Where the parted sun reigns
And where your eyes, within mine, shines of an iris gold
Much to my discomfort
I have misplaced all my sense of reason
As I desperately tried reaching for my own misguided soul
Yet from these liquid stars
A torrent cries with a majestic voice that screams of thunder
A torrent cries with a majestic voice that screams of thunder
As you have come to embody the force of god that shatters
And strikes the celestial realms that I now wander
And I wonder…
Would this illusion last beyond the tale of what it is
The sacred lie that lies within the hopes of your golden eyes
Alone, I believe such a notion could not…
Alone, I believe such a notion could not…
Therefore,
I cast these words conversely toward an idealistic world
I cast these words conversely toward an idealistic world
As I stand as the once parted sun
For I am more so
He that remains delusional
To think that a fortune’s glow would shine upon him
Undivided, I am also the one that adorns this blessed goddess
Whom of which is bound to a holy perceptional gilt
Whom of which is bound to a holy perceptional gilt
Still, Much to a dreamer I remain
Subversively, shall I ever be,
So shall it be
That within my dreams
Subversively, shall I ever be,
So shall it be
That within my dreams
Your image will last for an eternity
~ Paradise Poet ~
This is just…breathtaking and beautiful. Have read it through several times, especially like the lines:
“…And where your eyes, within mine, shines of an iris gold”
and
“So shall it be
That within my dreams
Your image will last for an eternity”
Swept away by your words and imagery, just lovely.
A powerful ending in those dreams.
the image matches your words
both soft and lit.
Glorious! The idea of living on in dreams, eternally, so ethereal. Your wording of “the sacred lie that lies within the hopes…” effective, well put. I loved this! Amy
Wonderful title, setting the tone for what follows.