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Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
Oh the duality
There's no neutrality
Only reality
Stored in your mind.

What of this atrophy
Discount integrity
Chase after perjury
Hoarding the lie.

And to this enmity
What is the remedy
From this extremity
Where can I hide?

Notice the brevity
End of the melody
It's your identity
Searching inside.

Find you calamity
Soak in the density
Plundered is empathy
Fronted by pride.

With all intensity
Bring on indemnity
Forfeit amenity
Bow and you die.
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
then every open door is at risk of being closed
forever.
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
Close your eyes and come to me,
finish my soliloquy
with silence.
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
if you remember who you are forget who you are not
it's all a trick to lead you into wars that can't be fought
they're hidden there, in memories of fabricated truth
in land that's beaten black and blue with blood on every tooth
and maybe you have seen its ground but you don't have to stay
it's not the only home you have no matter what they say
for if you choose to walk away from all the things they claim
you'll find that their intention was to cover you in shame
and once you can discern with eyes that burn into your soul
a world will be revealed to you, the covers will unfold
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
Pour the water on my head, make compasses your hands
I'll move and shake until I break, until my legs can't stand
And on the floor beneath the jar I'll see what made the stream
The letters written on the base for sleeper's eyes to dream
These words I've heard so many times make patterns in my mind
And rearrange the borders of the cities that don't shine
The sun is hid, the moon is down, there's nothing but the dark
And so I guess I'll find a way to build myself an ark
I've never been an architect but I know one who is
And as I lift my voice to speak I breathe the winter's wind
This ice that freezes on my head reminds me I can melt
The heat that's stored within my flesh set fire when I knelt
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
My dreams have lost their luster and I read them easy now
With everything in lucid rhyme that doesn't skip a sound
I'm summoned by a certain note and open both my eyes
And what constructs the things I see puts hoods upon the lies
But how can I approach them now without becoming stained
Without becoming subject to the motives they've unchained
In retrospect I take a step, enough to make a start
Without delay my legs begin to move our worlds apart
In time I'll reach the ground I knew and tended to, before
Though blind I be my hands contain the key that sealed the door
In sanity.
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
There's something strange in my anatomy
something there doesn't belong
to me.
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