Kisses Indicate

[jabble524]

Kisses Indicate

I can leave the place where time stops
Just outside reality
I can leave the place where time stops
Material paradise vanishes

Censored screams whispered
They're spectacular with the vernacular of confusion
Kisses indicate the illusion
There's correlations between your lacerations

Watch the sunrise
And fall asleep in your arms
Coffee kisses at sunset
And wake me from my dreams

Censored screams whispered
They're spectacular with the vernacular of confusion
Kisses indicate the illusion
There's correlations between your lacerations

Validate

Poisonous perspectives
Not labeled lucrative
But where's the validation
Was it just an estimation

Abstract and ambiguous
Amorphous and exclusive

Optimal through greed's opticals
Your perspectives keep us frozen
They mutate the mirage
To influence their opulence

Abstract and ambiguous
Amorphous and exclusive

Acceptance without thought
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[givepeaceachance]

Beautiful poem jabble.

[jabble524]

Thanks. I appreciate you taking the time to read, and offer such kind feedback. This is a three part poem called Insomnia.

Insomnia

Romance awakens the unconscious
And in heartbreak it never sleeps
An insomnia of revelations
Shattered promises, we swore to keep

Paper tigers and Icarus wings
Fly to the sun, when the siren sings
Oedipus eyes to navigate the maze
False bravado, caught in the minotaur’s gaze

Your Prometheus Kiss
Stole the fire from my heart
The eagle is my friend
But you tear me apart

Luscious lips and Freudian slips
Red herrings lead me into loving arms
Denial is the architect of illusion
On a night of cold truth

(Part 2)

Sullen eyes, stung by the sunrise
Crestfallen lovers, under ominous skies
We lost our immortality today
Nine lives withered, and faded away

Precious memories of passion and romance
Wrapped in beautifully decorated cocoons
Safe from the bitterness of regret
And from being devoured, by the cruelty of time

Leeches lurking in sultry eyes
They covet intensely, and rarely compromise
I want to hear it crackle, and smell the cinders
Incarnate illusions, behind benevolent smiles

(Part 3)

Exiled connoisseur, of forbidden pleasures
Scarlet letters carved in flesh
Exploring ancient catacombs of the unconscious
Searching for past lives and forgotten lovers
Scattered throughout the sands of time

Vanquished virtuoso, piecing together fragmented memories
And mysterious dreams, veiled in shadows
Channeling abstract and elusive sensations
To stimulate senses, no longer aroused
By the narrow spectrum of consciousness

Scavenging the obscure corners
Of the aficionado’s abandoned wasteland
Looking for the path to serenity
Tired legs and weary eyes wishing
To be home in your heart

[LucyDiamond]

your poems are amazing

[jabble524]

Thanks. I appreciate you taking the time to read and offer such kind feedback. These poems were just about exploring the unconscious and describing what I saw/felt.

[LucyDiamond]

those are the best kinds of poems