Singing its chorus,
Like the sirens of dark seas,
My heart lures my mind.
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Singing its chorus,
Like the sirens of dark seas,
My heart lures my mind.
My heart lures my mind
My muses obedient
Follow in silence
Follow in silence
Into that dark, luring night,
Guided by moonlight.
Guided by moonlight.
And lit by inner fire
I bow before life
I bow before life
Finally abandons me.
Hollow, frozen shell.
Hollow, frozen shell
Worn out, neglected, alone
That is my old body.
That is my old body,
That persists in memory -
A mindless child.
A mindless child;
Selfish, stubborn and vain,
Longing for some sweets.
Sorry, maybe it is too early for me to write poetry in the morning! :D
Longing for some sweets
I sing a song of sixpence
Come, feed me sugar
Come, feed me sugar,
Drink nectar and ambrosia -
The feast of the gods.
The feast of the gods
Has left the eagle forlorn
Missiles bottle lust
Missiles bottle lust,
With mad desire contained,
A palate for greed.
A palate for greed
Attachments released as seed
lift the veil , my friend!!
Lift the veil, my friend,
And doff that bland illusion
To see un-screened truth.
To see un-screened truth
Brings maybe pain, maybe joy
Nakedness for sure