Poem - #8

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Title: True Colors

Now that the curtain has closed
And the lights were dimmed
Seemingly engaging myself to a scheme
Of reality and doors and truth told
Of words should left unspoken
And pain behold!

As the night stole the sun's bright
Leaving a nightmare of qualms
And silence so ear-breaking as screams
The mood of the eerie evening
Vanished as thy words are heard
Such a surprise! And so it seems!

When the leaves have turned yellow
And the rivers running shallow
Should I consider yesterdays games?
Juggling my thought to vast emptiness
Alas! A premonition I dare forgot!
Or the reality of Cinderella's identity!

Oh! Greeks of the pedestal!
Shower me the path of enlightenment
Your lady warrior has gone wild
And your servants be gone insane
Unless you shower thy lady
The rightness of thought and the norm of humans!

by:@haydenagenda
Sep 15, 2014

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