Petals

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Flocks of pink and gold,
An echo,
A shadow,
The eye of the beholder,

Eternal damnation set forth by the reflection of a rose,
A glass hope; personal affliction catalyzes exile,
Once a blue moon, there is redemption,

A false eucatastrophe ends in a garden that smells of eucalyptus,
An evergreen glow that poisons thoughts seeps,
And dampens purple soil that runs too deep,

The gaze that seeks to cleanse,
Means to manipulate and play pretend,
Become the garden's puppet on a Summer night's day,
Let the vines tangle you in a web.

A web of lies
So dense and unkind
Lets fear brew
And trust start anew

Love all the beauty the world holds
Until you've forgotten all you've been told
Eyes starry in wonder
As life blooms in thunder

Petals fall from the sky,
Forbidden lotus,
Forbidden sin,
A waste of a vision,

Flamingos march on imperial isles that levitate in the air,
A waning wind; wilting reason instigates pride,
One by one, the mirroring birds disappear,

Archangels sing hymns that turn the world to dust,
A harp melody reminiscent of home part the skies,
Soon, however, all weeds must die,

Silent pleas hold grace and ponderless sights,
So clandestine and meek,
Lost in the meadows that refuse to speak,
A sun that makes our foes flourish.

A sun so magnificent
Light omniscient
Attaches to the unknown
The flowers are sewn

Run away from all that hinders you
Push through feelings of blue
Ears open and listening
Transparent; dewy and glistening

Doubled creations precipitate ahead,
Psychedelic views,
Dreamlike hues,
Surreal state of mind,

Unearthly flora parades overhead between spires of vivid stone,
Some complex sight; guilt is divine treason,
A prismatic barrier forms, separating love from ambiguity,

A pond so phantasmagorical, life is reborn as one whole,
A hydrated mind stimulates imagination stillborn,
Nectar is the light of all beings faithful to their beginnings,

The petals see fit what the eyes show frail,
The leaves taste bitter,
Mundane thorns prick in a sea of storms concave,
Botanical traditions become unmade.

Exalted tradition renders blame
Glory immolates all the same
They know a path to freedom
An immaculate kingdom

A honorable condolence does no harm
When faced with unblemished charm
Theorized purity
Makes new born piety

Devotion unlike all consigns pulses,
Godless faith,
Purposeful sin,
May the revelations divulge,

Vapor clouds and induces enchanted debauchery on all,
A distilled plan; revenge kindles peripeteia,
Mist degrades the morally poor and renders all particles,

Pernicious philosophy stems from inhuman disaster,
The deprived roots turns merciless in a fortnight,
Poignant freedom is inaccessible to the wicked,

Preternatural circumstances omits the good from perpetual doom,
A lapse of judgement,
Wavering forgiveness waits on the tomb of greed,
A new horizon dawns upon all.

New horizons digest,
What the birds of prey detest,
A forlorn cradle hides,
Nuanced beauty inside,

Waterfalls detoxify the earth,
Perennial life finds birth,
Inverted vanity,
Increased insanity,

Chrome cataracts pollute reflection,
Cascading retribution,
Paralytic inanity,
Paradise washes and clears,

Polarizing zeniths dangle on the cliff of atonement,
A shining totem; inability dotes prosperity,
Orchids of altruism transform silently obsolete in sheer ingenuity,

Ethereal goddesses show flushed and marvel,
Serendipity heals and preserves bellicose signs,
Detrimental alignment shows belligerence,
Alternatives yearn...

What truth lies near,
Makes dreams of control divide,
And spread from fear,
Of those inside,

Save the feelings,
Save the thoughts,
Save the future,
Save me,

From the religion that keeps me caged,
From the prayers that keep me dazed,
From the devotion that keeps me fazed,

Keep me

from the petals

that have threatened

to destroy

me.

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