Poetic-Verses
Those Places You'll Go
I know those places that you'll go..
Those secrets that can't be told..
Of virtue and hypocrisy..Those pleasures
das verboten..I can see quite very far..
All those sins that make you smile..
They make me smile along with you..
I can look into your heart,
I know what delights your soul,
because I go there too..
If truth be told, your lies are like
that of a little girl..
But, you'll never know~~Though you can't
see me, I can witness your dark obsession,
Your loneliness, your lustful wantonness..
I can feel the pressure in the air,
it calls out for more that it's fair share..
In accordance with your will, thy will be done..
The change of situation, from a normal event
that's quite pedestrian and contrived~~
To something that cannot be explained
or given reason to or why..
Magic, lays in the desire to be fooled~~
And if I can reach you..
Then surely I can teach you..
The severity of a lost soul..
Always looking for the place to be..
A paradise of sort..
Either, Atlantis, Lemuria, or the Isle of Ely..
Or, seeking the contradiction and thereabout come
to a truth..Strange as fact is to fiction..
A novel idea of scope and or vision..
Imagine eternity, sparked from a madman's mind~~
Of a lamentation, a guilt-ridden treatise--
Bound for the shores of Tripoli..
Where heroes live and the pyramids of Egypt
provide us shelter from the storm..
Where the Moon hangs heavy, where lover's
are drunk on formaldehyde..And Life is what
you make it..San sin don't fake it..
Just as long as we sleep in the comfort
of Morpheus' throes..We can find repose,
under a blanket of flannel and stars that
know not why they sparkle..
Simply, just because..Your being has first to become,
Born before it can die..And death awaits us all..
Make full certain of that..
~~the end
by Rick Weber
August 18, 2014
2000 hours
Copy right reserved 2014
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Those secrets that can't be told..
Of virtue and hypocrisy..Those pleasures
das verboten..I can see quite very far..
All those sins that make you smile..
They make me smile along with you..
I can look into your heart,
I know what delights your soul,
because I go there too..
If truth be told, your lies are like
that of a little girl..
But, you'll never know~~Though you can't
see me, I can witness your dark obsession,
Your loneliness, your lustful wantonness..
I can feel the pressure in the air,
it calls out for more that it's fair share..
In accordance with your will, thy will be done..
The change of situation, from a normal event
that's quite pedestrian and contrived~~
To something that cannot be explained
or given reason to or why..
Magic, lays in the desire to be fooled~~
And if I can reach you..
Then surely I can teach you..
The severity of a lost soul..
Always looking for the place to be..
A paradise of sort..
Either, Atlantis, Lemuria, or the Isle of Ely..
Or, seeking the contradiction and thereabout come
to a truth..Strange as fact is to fiction..
A novel idea of scope and or vision..
Imagine eternity, sparked from a madman's mind~~
Of a lamentation, a guilt-ridden treatise--
Bound for the shores of Tripoli..
Where heroes live and the pyramids of Egypt
provide us shelter from the storm..
Where the Moon hangs heavy, where lover's
are drunk on formaldehyde..And Life is what
you make it..San sin don't fake it..
Just as long as we sleep in the comfort
of Morpheus' throes..We can find repose,
under a blanket of flannel and stars that
know not why they sparkle..
Simply, just because..Your being has first to become,
Born before it can die..And death awaits us all..
Make full certain of that..
~~the end
by Rick Weber
August 18, 2014
2000 hours
Copy right reserved 2014
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Those Places You`ll Go
Those Places You`ll Go
