Roads

I'm chasing Gods while chased by Death,
Painting my road so careless,
A desert takes away my breath,
And makes me very anxious.

I've seen your road, ivory white,
Maya blue clouds, deceiving -
My eyes, - your picture's a delight,
In light and shades, so teasing.

The flowers silver, ice blue, teal,
Enchant my wasteland vision.
I know I'm not allowed to feel -
so much for just a fiction.

The lake, liquid, electric blue,
I'm tense and feel so captive,
'Cause I have lost my road for you,
The blue was too deceptive.

© Copyright 2009 Lexylith Ium

Sunday, October 23, 2011

~Secret Society~

There was a sheet of paper, white,

For a sad writer’s last delight,

And on the canvas’s carmine night

In coral red I sit and write...

...about the dreams I used to dream,

About the darkness and the steam,

About some roses which redeem,

A spirit lost in ocean's stream.

...about the shadows within light,

About the pale amaranth sight

That guides my eyes, maybe in spite

Of reason, to an endless fight.

...I think a secret was the theme,

But rather I will not blaspheme.

I'll leave the silence to a scream.

And to the reader my esteem.

© 2010 Lith Ium

Friday, October 15, 2010