Plat ()

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Make a fool of yourself, you need no help

Send somewhat colorful words my way

Your “best” rejoinders, sharpened to lacerate

Whats left of the pieces you made of my heart

But… Never assume my silence translates

To me having nothing to say, a favor,

For a fifth dimensional poet like me

Will relocate your brain case to the green veggies section

Brain dead state, from an overdose of enlightenment,

If its alright with you, i’d like to transition

My life force to the next world

Without a murder on my record.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Photograph by: incolor16

 

Bound To My Crown.

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Everyone and no-one

Everywhere and nowhere

Panopticon, warden, to the cause

That instigates their effect

The punctuation mark to answers

That dine with inadequacy

The knot that binds the present

To the future, the piece

To a bigger whole

A bigger whole that is incomplete

Non-existent, without that last piece

That is me.

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by: efeline

Radiate

Ba/ance.

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The magnet for unsolicited disdain

By no small fraction, the very process ingrained

Through and through, my memories, I read,

Skimming the ink blots, bookmarking my favourite bits

 

My first love,

The heartbreak, a platform I used

To make excuses for the darkness

Realizing my mistake, Harnessing the light,

Finding peace, a crime to aforementioned paramours

 

Their hearts rife with jealousy, anger and pain

I allow my words to pass the threshold

Of the spirit realm

Acting as a chaser to their concentrated negativity;

After, 

Find me in the Himalayas drawing a fine line

Between dark and light

 Illustrating balance, 

For My Self.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Photograph by: bebefromtheblock

 

Infuse

 

Chimes From The Dark.

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Within the realm of social media

You can either be a clown

Or a greater-message-via-cyberspace facilitator

She chose the former, no matter,

Flip the page, for there is yet another chapter

In which they continue to warn me

That she is attuned to the dark arts

I calm them down and ask,

Why they think I left her.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Photograph by: BaxiaArt

 

Masquerade.

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You police the flow of energy,

Produced and projected by your vessel

Of the many channels

Linked to major functions,

You ignore betterment, Instead

Falling in love with the camera

The stage, a shame,

For if the actor in you

Was truly who you are;

The world would indeed be

A safer place.

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by: BaxiaArt

Farce

Harbinger.

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In the open fields of happiness

Despair, misery, distress

… Weeds, on an otherwise perfect plain

Surface regardless, of no watering can

Reasons to be sad never cease

The dark side is self sufficient

I resist the persistent consensus

As I love in place of hate 

Cultivating my better self to stream

A steady supply to the side

I believe needs it most.

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by:  Setril

Dichotomy.

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She showed him,

How she no longer cared;

He showed her,

How he never did.

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by: phoenixfeatherxlight

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