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

BIO

Born.

Inserted in homo s. sapiens paradigmatic society of dreams, tabus, irationality and reason.

Loved.

Left.

Philosophically traumatised by the thought of the Loneliness of Man.

Uncertainty.

Met Art and Lyric.

Embraced Metaphors.

Cried.

Dreamed.

Lost.

Depression.

Hope.

Circles, again and again.

Skepsis and Desire.

Faith, and the Faithless.

Fate.

Confusion.

The Here and Now. The Ever and Forever. The Yesterday of Tomorrow.

Sorrow.

This, That and Those.

Language, Understanding.

Other Demons.

Ending.

© 2010 Lith Ium

Tuesday, October 26, 2010