Brevity

Black lines barely coming to realize the inside function of surprise
To what made three form before his eyes is a mystery of cries
Knowing reprise in the clues beneath this truth manipulates actions
Repeating what is written
Above all else and before no-one is someone
Doing the part as scavengers
Feeding on the heart of his legacy and fleeing to be
Caught in a world of scripture
Lost between the lines of fiction lies a Psycho in mind
His biggest fan performing out-right rages at hand
Dawns a different stand to search the depths of print
Find the iron that binds us to reality for everyone to see
Trading my life for thee because true love
Has set me free
So she can live to be

Author's Note

Yes we ca...live forever.



Thanks

Reviews

[Muse]

This is one of those poems that take on new meaning with each and every read. Despite that..I think your title choice says it best. It's in "Brevity" a bat of a lash...that life mocks us best.

[Empirik]

Your ending is brilliant my soul, as we both know how lovely freedom really is...
Thank you for being you. X

[Empirik]

Yes, we know it best, and with all we have been through, we still choose to be here, however, this is not pure freedom. It is restricted freedom like the notion of free will enveloped in love. Thank you for your attention and insight, and thanks to who you are. X

Thanks indeed to who we are. And you're the best! ha, as you know that! when you're here, call us, we pick you up! Londres- A'dam isn't that far.... I love to drive you know, just to France if you pick the boat..... ;) adventures as we are. It's because of you told me this is a good place... and I believed.... I'm happy I made the right choice X Happy Dinner, I hope it's steak with brussels ;-)