Poem Of Tamed Tantrum

Of schadenfreude,
Of chastity,
Of blasphemy,
. . . . . Of triple taboos.

There, born all of us
hiding between grinding tooth & tounge
falsify our wedding
to the beautiful sin!

Of mirth,
Of grandiose,
Of opulence,
. . . . . Of dot dot dot?

Wake up, basilisk!
Stone the mind
as it’s too fluid
with thoughts of
hell, heaven and between
it forgets
that we’re no god
no capitalization
to anyone
elses…!

Of poem,
Of opera,
Of paintings,
. . . . . Of which can ellaborate life.

In ways that
won’t fade it.

Advertisements
Tagged , , , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: