Pardon My Fact Poem by lasifa farod

Fathom not, recollect these words
sense the sensation of the king
depict the image of condescending impatience
and suffer in beauty masked by this grin

As i steal your breath you steal my gaze
gone is the moment and i walk away
a hollow beat to the fulfilled symphony
loaned is my heart and chained is the misery

directed to the darkness, but lost in the light
a memory of incorrect truths blinds these eyes
follow my sighs
forget my cries
A memory of corrected truths are my lies
Exhausted by a presence that signifies important
never alone in demented silence is the object of all focus
separated from the origin to surround the objectified
the beginning is ending in a bloom of confusion personified

take me to the place where the rock is frigid
and the heart is stone
take me to time when a thought was timid
and a word was gold

separated by forces natural yet impure
Gone is the noise that screeched intolerance

separated by a future left unsure
deafened in happiness, incomprehensive to the obvious