Tori Bachue

Rookie - 22 Points (29/09/1994)

Allegory 1 - Poem by Tori Bachue

In a line of fools
Who never saw the light
Negate tradition
And you'll find me
In my lonely cave
Staring at pictures on the wall

Neglecting tonight's memory
And your good night's kiss
In a week, this will all slip through our fingers
Four moons, and endless opportunities
For us to find new songs
Why get used to this one?

I walk a new path
I hear footsteps falling before mine
The universe recycling thoughts
Moulding my soul with ancient hands
And there's no reason to it
It's just a sum of old ideas

Your heart ripples the water
It matches my beats
Our definitions long overdue
Overused, but no one knows
So we earned the right

We're still so blind
And our emotions rule the world
My cruelty matches your naivety
We both compose bitterness
In a new tongue
Don't find me there

In the orbit of your mind
I forget the space between your words
Darkness is what we find
Reflected in blades and swords

To swear is to begin
A new time line and honesty
Takes time to sink in
Weakening this chemistry

Don't let them feed you lies
The deed is done, so he sighs
Centuries old this thing defies
Time but slowly love dies

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 28, 2014

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