Dirty rotten tyranny
Beckoning captivity
Bait and switch so I can't see
But my hands are free
Still you're binding me
Tyranny
My sweet repose
Stay with me
While the curtains close
*ardent*
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Rear view
You wouldn't believe
The places I've been,
I loved my pain,
I loved my sin.
I didn't know
Whom true Love would send,
That my Savior forgave
What stained my skin.
ardent
The places I've been,
I loved my pain,
I loved my sin.
I didn't know
Whom true Love would send,
That my Savior forgave
What stained my skin.
ardent
Monday, May 24, 2010
unkempt
i'm faith that's fallen hollow
and i'm hope you cannot have,
i'm difficult to swallow;
a cold and dirty bath.
i'm tales of subtle terror
and i'm lies in times of peace,
i'm disappointment's bearer;
formed of barbedwire and fleece.
i'm sorrow contradiction,
and i'm words you shouldn't say,
i'm narrow in dipiction,
i'm both predator and prey.
i'm ice in any season;
that sweet and sour gulp,
a s0ul thats tried for treason
and a fruit bereft of pulp.
-ardent
and i'm hope you cannot have,
i'm difficult to swallow;
a cold and dirty bath.
i'm tales of subtle terror
and i'm lies in times of peace,
i'm disappointment's bearer;
formed of barbedwire and fleece.
i'm sorrow contradiction,
and i'm words you shouldn't say,
i'm narrow in dipiction,
i'm both predator and prey.
i'm ice in any season;
that sweet and sour gulp,
a s0ul thats tried for treason
and a fruit bereft of pulp.
-ardent
airp0rt
you wink at me like a low flying plane
and i tiptoe into thoughts of leaving this place with you.
soon i wade in safe adventure,
my eyes steady with your signal
shooting across miles of my darkness.
i take you in until my focus adjusts;
as i get closer i see the outline of the
cold
metal frame on which your beacon is crowned.
you are a stationary tower
and my heart falls from a ledge as tall as your facaud.
ardent
and i tiptoe into thoughts of leaving this place with you.
soon i wade in safe adventure,
my eyes steady with your signal
shooting across miles of my darkness.
i take you in until my focus adjusts;
as i get closer i see the outline of the
cold
metal frame on which your beacon is crowned.
you are a stationary tower
and my heart falls from a ledge as tall as your facaud.
ardent
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