wazarov ouazaa

1462 - Poem by wazarov ouazaa

Cover the need and sell the emperor
to receive and stay within the mirror,
low as the shadow, craving the big O
to connect with the ego as one..

I have come,
beneath the envies..
Four two nine, some argue why.

Level the rage with more
thee shall reap mourning without blood,
without me, life must cave and flee the war,
without thee, the universe will come to an awe
try to kill the big O with fools in heaven.

False complication, unanimous as whom?
Embracing the hall in the presence of the cruel.
Fluorescent coming and overwhelming bliss
be, do, now, and go…

Hopeful in essence to rise the dead hand inside,
crawling to the rescue,
I chose tediously to stay, to pray to my free will.
The crescent, desire calculating the rhyme of fire
in hell the rose shall breed and stir souls ignorantly
and I’m reminding myself of the ransom of eternity.

Foe usually can kiss you.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 21, 2011

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