The Lab Of The Soul Poem by AsTRo JeRm

Establishing the tone immediately - settling in 'My Zone'..I'm free to let my Instinct Bleed
- with Ease the poems flow profusely - fusing growth and Gleaming beautifully
- perusing through un - opened Doors & choosing whats Untouched and pure
- Refueling for whats in store - my Gut says War..
Lust & Lore is what'll combust the Core - Lost & Lured in puddles of trust - Unsure
The Cure is engineered in 'THE LAB OF THE SOUL'..
The 'stab' was so slow & methodical - almost hypnotic - Holy McKenzie - practically palpable - factoring out the Pulse and the fact 'ammo' was low - galvanizing with A simple Glow - A ripple arose from determination -A GIFT OF GOLD - yet to Unfold is a Bold breakthrough against the Molds - like 'No Holds Barred'
- Show those ScarsAs badges of Honor...Madness only goes so far
As avalanches of creativity continue to cascade - the Mind advances with activity you Cant Decay - At last conveyed - is the Grasp of Passion saved - like slashing Bladesits the Act..no passing phase- a Placid Plague