"synethesia" poems
If her tongue were any sharper it would be a sword.
*"It's so much fun watching the gears
in his head attempt to grasp each other
trying to understand our sarcasm."*
A touch as light as one's first kiss...
Silent shock of twinkling shards...
rich, pure crimson flowing out of a wide and terribly long ****
A sharpness of almost medical assault
eyes widened by fear, consumed by darkness
That frigid tone of disdain were the normal words heard from her throat
Her words so sweet to be called almost honeyed
But nothing that she says matters
**** is the only thing I hear from her mouth
*"Being a girl means you cry easily..."
"But only Ingrates think like that."*
The Haunting Rings of Love
Ripped from the Clutches if Her Life by a Simple,
Warn, Welcoming Smile
Ms. VonFray screams and throw herself away; flying into life, seeing who she could be
But of course Jay was unable to see it
"They will hear it,"
Someday they will have no choice but to hear it.
That beautiful shriek
That silent scream that couldn't have been quite if it wanted to...
"bibebamus!" or maybe it was bibit
All I do is watch as the quill continues to speak all the stories it knows
As all sound is finally silenced....
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC
It's like being reborn
As the parts of you die
That you never needed
To see the whole truth
In a radiant sky
It's a breath of fresh air
As you exhale the fumes
Of emotional engines
Converting the smog
To utopian blooms
It's freeing the mind
To its limitless bounds
By tasting the breeze
While wafting the trees'
Synethesia sounds
It's the coolest dude ever
New kid on the block
As he's walkin' the talk
Of a boy wonder rockin'
His cuckoo mind clock
It's like stepping outside
Of yourself to reflect
On the blank screens of life
That you must unplug
To then reconnect
It's unlocking the powers
Of all life on Mars
Through opening portals
Transcending dimensions
And fusing with stars
It's a rebel alliance
Promethean flames
Socializing like Che
As Robin Hood's playin'
His own hunger games
It's light as a feather
And still tons of fun
It can all be made real
With just a few words
On the tip of my tongue
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 12:08 AM UTC