The moon at its zenith
Pocket the night of 'today'
As the end of yesterday bequeathed
The start of a new play
...
I slip out of a maze
Danced my way through tangled paths
Under the moon's watchful gaze
Picked my way through at last...
Exit the horror of yet another rerun..
Trapped in the masquerade..
But the Wheel has again spun..Naïve thoughts fade
...
The chime of midnight..The ticket to yet another Party..
You can neither flee nor fight..
Only scavenge what you can to be happy..
...
You can run any way..
And still be trapped in Time's game..
And even though more change..
Yet more stays the same...
Beneath the dark eternity of the velvet sky
The Labyrinth below equally bespeckled
However with living shadows, instead of light
Intricate footwork..and carefully masked to dazzle
...
Twirling about, yet my heart bleeds through my eyes..
Glistening silently beneath the self-same façade
Pearls to match the diamonds up high..
Hidden in shadow..cushioned by the dark
...
I stumble out of a maze, a ball..
Thought I had finally reached the end of the song..To find new music Time has in store
And once more, I dance along
...The moon at its zenith
Pocket the night of 'today'...
And the death of yesterday birthed..
The beginning of another play
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PoetryPoetry about a certain someone I'm sure most have,and also some other things. I hope you guys can relate. :) Enjoy. Feel free to comment-constructive criticism is welcome-, and of course vote-only if you like it and you want to ;)-, I will appreciat...