Post by LucienMoonmist on Aug 31, 2004 22:53:44 GMT -5
Egoists perception of a void dilemma rank across the highlands low,
the forstalled images wresting control of wearied minds,
a dance 'gainst the notions of illusion.
Let ride the contentment of sullied morals,
let rise the love of art and prose,
verse and tune,
let rise the desire to become what is not yet is.
Verdant tinged emerald hues cascade across open seas,
images stalled amongst the ebb and flow of realisation,
miracles of clay and innovations of reason.
Rhyme and time,
reason and reprecussion,
innocense smiling a serene glow long lost
amongst the shouts and cries.
Action to consequence,
friend and foe alike rest upon the barren hills,
a fitting truth to those walking afore,
a method of reason to those walking after.
Well, here is my first post on the newly discovered, to me, artistic section. Hope it's artistic enough....
the forstalled images wresting control of wearied minds,
a dance 'gainst the notions of illusion.
Let ride the contentment of sullied morals,
let rise the love of art and prose,
verse and tune,
let rise the desire to become what is not yet is.
Verdant tinged emerald hues cascade across open seas,
images stalled amongst the ebb and flow of realisation,
miracles of clay and innovations of reason.
Rhyme and time,
reason and reprecussion,
innocense smiling a serene glow long lost
amongst the shouts and cries.
Action to consequence,
friend and foe alike rest upon the barren hills,
a fitting truth to those walking afore,
a method of reason to those walking after.
Well, here is my first post on the newly discovered, to me, artistic section. Hope it's artistic enough....
