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Mystik Dreams
awareness escapes through the bottleneck of apathy
as the surge of these fumes engulf my vortices in tranquility
i let go of my thoughts, cruel images vaporize
liberated through the wisps of air that i breath in and out
buoyancy rises from the ashes of cynicism
so i close my eyes, and surrender to the powers of mysticism
i'm a spirit now that is free to roam, to glide
where the moon goes to wait and rest on sunrise
unicorn droppings sparkle on feathered grass fixed on ice
sprout honey minuscules engulfed in rainbow stained cubes of dice
they lay floating in ponds brimming with fresh dew and hovering
butterflies
carefully gathered under the mists at dawn, by divine guidance
adorned by restless stars that double as guards of the night
they punch in to their slow routines at the start of many a
twilight
cool breeze tickles my skin now
my breaths send ripples through space
in chimes and tinkles that twist and sway
i now feel the cold hard ground underneath
sparks hurt my eyes, so i cover the still closed lids with my
hands
it's time for another ride
another drive
into a form that defies all beliefs
and whispers...Life
Published 13th Nov 2011
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