An Escapist

An Escapist

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Colored imagery on tapestry

En route to fiction and fables

Dreaming unknown away from real

A stare in the magic mirror

Not to face truth, rather the ethereal

The parallel dimension,

Where no time tik-toks

A road carved of florals

No stones or prickly thorns

Silly symphony in every heartbeat

No wise, no king

The birds always happily sing

No ruffles and dries

Theres always spring

Into that realm

The escapist dwells

Threads all myths and fancies

In an unreal moorish heath

Liberated!

Liberated!
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Free from the mystical enchantment

Washed away are the paints from fancies 

New lenses that seek beyond sugar-coated words

Un-imprinted impressions from the memories

The walls built again with promises

The journey starts anew

A sweet new melody in the air

Its springtime!

Rainbow colors on hair

The liberated soul dreams and dares

To walk the miles and spread the wings

Tis said in love and war, everythings claimed to be fair

Create a tune, a song to play

Theres a goal to reach

Moving on and not just wait and stare

With all the dear and loved ones

Besides forever with fond and care

PURGATORY

PURGATORY

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No soul, not sane

The human is not anymore humane

Evolved retrograde

Every prosper is unmade

Blind, dumb or deaf to...

The sin graver or sinner?

Silence indeed costs a millions

A Million more innocence.

The fire within ignites

Burn burn thou demons in purgatory

Yet ashes scattered and splurred

Of the Sita since eons of time!