With lace of faded and deep citric colors
It's depth beyond that which is apprehended
correlation to our world, is one that steadies an image of life
let it all be a creation the invigorates human passion
So quick to be so blind of its heredity and appeals
Let it bring Melancholy into it's quiver of silent words
for it does not speak but brings life to these dead eyes
Let it drive you into consequents of it's vivid serrealistic devotion
A pandemonium of the world that bleeds out true Poesy
Antecedent of what is implored to us, and is in need of acknowledgment
It's stigma shows out to a generation of Idealism creation
in it's most innovative form, just as those that transform it
breathe in true Prismatic adolescence of something not yet seen
for it is eternal in the eye's of those that can comprehend it
The Originator ,
will alway be eccentric to the people that are far from what they want to decipher
let it be known to those that art is in it every solemn longing to more then what I'd know.
Artistic Repertoire · Fri Mar 28, 2008 @ 02:25am · 0 Comments
