Array ( [sid] => 186605 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Idle Eyes and Idle Hands [time] => 2019-10-19 02:14:55 [hometext] => It/'/s been a while. Just saw the Joker movie and it/'/s probably the best movie I/'/ve ever seen. The first two stanzas don/'/t really fit for style, but do for monotony and substance, so I kept them. [bodytext] => Recalcitrant resistance to a razorwire rapture
Insidious invitation to illogical idolation
Ravishing remnants- radioactive revenants
Inklings of //"innocence"// I irk when they say

Salutations and exaltations of comrade confidantes
Tribulations and elation in short supply
Dancing on the outside but still dying inside
Whispering on the wind where wishes can thrive

//"Who am I? Will I ever know?"//
It/'/s easier to tell, once you let the worry go
Accept the blessing of insanity
You/'/ll faster approach the reality of humanity

Feeling lazy, an impression of depression
Illuminating symptom of ruminating compressions
Sessions of obsession commence to recompense
Psycho-pension, thy home to incite suspension

Someday you/'/ll come to find the mind is but a hole
A dark sea- abyss you see and the world is but its shoals
Thoughts are narcissistic one-sided idle conversations
Pedantic asphyxiation by your own ego/'/s strangulation

//"Who am I?"// She asked again, //"Tell me who I am."//
I told her the truth- "The echoes of the damned."
To bear no ill will has smothered the sights that it spills
The surest way to be sure that you/'/re really real

Is to accept everything from the darkest and brightest
From twisted black thoughts to white zeal that you feel
//"Your life is all the things you do both seen and unseen,
But you, my dear, are what lies inbetween."// [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 21 [informant] => xHeathenx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Idle Eyes and Idle Hands


Idle Eyes and Idle Hands
Date: Saturday, 19th October 2019 @ 02:14:55 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: xHeathenx
Recalcitrant resistance to a razorwire rapture
Insidious invitation to illogical idolation
Ravishing remnants- radioactive revenants
Inklings of //"innocence"// I irk when they say

Salutations and exaltations of comrade confidantes
Tribulations and elation in short supply
Dancing on the outside but still dying inside
Whispering on the wind where wishes can thrive

//"Who am I? Will I ever know?"//
It/'/s easier to tell, once you let the worry go
Accept the blessing of insanity
You/'/ll faster approach the reality of humanity

Feeling lazy, an impression of depression
Illuminating symptom of ruminating compressions
Sessions of obsession commence to recompense
Psycho-pension, thy home to incite suspension

Someday you/'/ll come to find the mind is but a hole
A dark sea- abyss you see and the world is but its shoals
Thoughts are narcissistic one-sided idle conversations
Pedantic asphyxiation by your own ego/'/s strangulation

//"Who am I?"// She asked again, //"Tell me who I am."//
I told her the truth- "The echoes of the damned."
To bear no ill will has smothered the sights that it spills
The surest way to be sure that you/'/re really real

Is to accept everything from the darkest and brightest
From twisted black thoughts to white zeal that you feel
//"Your life is all the things you do both seen and unseen,
But you, my dear, are what lies inbetween."//

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