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Ryan Clark Apr 2016
Falling through the fold
Tis another day
The cage bird sings
                 yet he is not free
His song is of prophets
and rabbits who are late
His peace is left to
the turn of a page

I take my time
Looking through the looking glass
Am I moving too slow?
Am I moving too Fast?
I feel small
but I'm Growing big
I try to find peace
But one foot is in the grave

The Caterpillar blew his smoke at me
It tried to wake the joker
                          yet he was asleep
Instead the hatter took his business
                                                        to the keep
Only to be beheaded
                           by the red queen.

I take my time
Looking through the looking glass
Am I moving too slow?
Am I moving too Fast?
I feel small
but I'm Growing big
I try to find peace
But one foot is in the

The Dealer draws the cards
The name of the game?
Fate
I look for hearts
                        yet only find spades
I wonder if I should even play
I bet it all
pretending to be brave
Only to loose
Everything

We are all just hatters in this world
We puff out smoke pretending to be caterpillars
When in truth we are venturing further down the rabbit hole
*Then who looks through the looking glass?
Adapted from a song I wrote.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PP8nA6uan68
Klvshp0et Nov 2013
I use to know that face
Such a beautiful and familiar face.
Time has kept you away
And you've changed your ways
In the midst of your troubled days.
Your beauty is immaculate
And your smile puts me
In a love ****** phase
But I can't help but ask
Who are you?

You are who?
There is no way
This can be you.
It seems as if
you've lost your way
And who I thought
was the true you.

I am lost
And you seem
to be too.
This rendezvous
Has my mind
In wonderland
You are Alice

And I am Alice's Absolem

I hope these words
float to you through the air
And you inhale
Everything that I have to share.
So when you exhale
You feel my longing
To be trapped in your enticing stare.
As much as time has passed
I can't help but ask
Who are you?

You are who?
There is no way
This can be you.
It seems as if
you've lost your way
And who I thought
was the true you.

I am lost
And you seem
to be too.
This rendezvous
Has my mind
In wonderland
You are Alice

And I am Alice's Absolem.
Ariana Robinson Mar 2017
Following the white rabbit in his waistcoat
Listening to the tick tock of his pocket watch
Let's fall down the rabbit hole nestled at the trunk of the tree

And where you land is a room
An entire world hidden behind a door and all you need is the key
A nibble from a cake that makes you grow
And with a sip of a drink, you shrink
Insert the key and twist the ****
Opens the door to a world beyond imagination

There's a cat that grins
And with a smile, he disappears
Have a cup of tea and a biscuit with the Hare, the Hatter, and the Dormouse
Paint white roses red with the Red Queen
Beware of her freakishly large head
Slay the Jabberwocky with the Vorpal Sword
And restore the White Queen to her throne
I'm sure the ****** Big Head wouldn't like that
"Off with her head," she would say
Listen to the bicker of the twins, Tweedledee and Tweedledum
The Red Queen calls them her fat boys
Partake in the musings of Absolem
The hookah-smoking caterpillar who transforms into a beautiful blue butterfly

Let us escape to Wonderland
It is far more appealing than the real world
Being mad is a wonderful thing, isn't it?
absolem Sep 2014
the sky is blue, high and weightless  but my eyes are red, low and heavy. they carry my soul,my conscienceness.


high,my name is absolem and my father is peace my mother is enlightenment.

I see beyond your typical  spectrum,I can see your soul,you are a soldier fighting an endless war for your life,your eyes are open but you do not see. do you even feel?

— The End —