Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Parachutes In A Dream - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Steady those nimble hands,
Your dexterity pleases the crowd indistinctly
With inaudible screams and screeching horror
The perfomance is an overkill, they love your ardor

Fixate your lips, your lips of squalid wreak
Your vileness appeases the likes of the wretched
Perhaps a pit and an abyss, the humble abode you claim

In pieces, in vitro, life shambles while death clutches
If you find it really easy,
And you dance around eagerly
In the fanciful lights of courtesy

Then one must believe for he bathes in naivety
If this is as easy as it seems,
Cobwebbed shadows and neutralized light
Are but variables of your gleaming dream

Then you shall find me falling with parachutes in a dream
Parachutes in a dream,
And the words filtered by rusty screens
Repent and find repose as you unclutter your sins

From all that bellows and stirs inside the tunneled conscience
Parachutes in a dream,
I long to dream of a parachute in a dream
Then I will fall soflty like a leaf, rustling
And the fiction in this, like your trusted sword, rusting

And a beast that has a silver mane,
With intentions equitable to what is bane,
Then the semblance of sanity is lost,
And the resemblance of senescence frosts

Then a lurker comes, and chimes in silk
He dwells in a skin, none of pure tolerated ilk
Restore my senses as we both dream
Then I should spare you one, in a parachuted dream


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 3, 2011


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