Preludes To Broken Sunsets Poem by Vision Ghost

An embrace draws the tears in such autonomous grips
Of emotions spent and forward spoken in apparent trips
As a seeker of forever the conclusion without answers
Finds the soils before sands of fertilities in such fears

Watching the dip of hardest star blaze oceans embrace
Before Venus blinks to birth of dusk in cool winds trace
Vibrate through my hair in subtle tones to anoint time
As the life of this day ebbs in minutes like a violent crime

Or the aftermath as the dust of commotion’s to settle still
Before an enterprise of a newest thought turns as a mill
Grinding the altruist compassion’s abound without borders
As moment in sparked revenant for memories or marauders

On the cliff edge as oceans lips drown out the many cities
In a voice that the deaf can hear to void many complexities
Conceal the seconds in remaining truth for physical being
And stand on edge beckoned leap for eventuality I’m seeing

A pinnacle notion of silence to last but moments as lightning
The spectacle is silent and awe in gravity before thundering
But now the world is gripped in a locking of a time’s arrest
As I shatter the chains clamping my body under such duress

My hands kill the flower but my breath spread the seeds
Voyage upon the invisible air in transportation breeze feeds
A day may lie dying yet the seeds find fertile territories
Yet never guarded or soldiered, never shielded in ferocity’s

If nature grows without an army we have much to learn
As the redemption of mankind be for a love we so yearn
Care not for a moment and let me be away from thousands
Of unseen faces and unheard characters of unseen lands

So care for defended borders and guard your highest walls
What does this achieve if not the practice of selfish calls?
Where’s curriculum suggesting we be above what nature selects?
Seems to me we’ve forgotten many preludes to broken sunsets