Here's more poetry. Cheers! - Scott* Gates to Temple's Sun
On my way to the ends of the Earth, Where day and night meet in harmony, I see a door glowing with great worth, A place to unleash my electrified symphony. When I pass through the door, The sky in their world is riddled with planets far and wide, I came through this way to find something more, But then I saw something that then struck me in my side. I woke dazed in a temple of some sorts, A beast came to me, covered in boils. I feared what he would do, cover me in warts? But he kneeled before me, stopping my fearful release of human soil. A woman walked from behind the monster and stood in front of me, She told me of what I seek before I could even think, I smiled believing I would finally find what I've searched to see, But instead, she sicked te beast upon me, chasing me into a rink. I fell through the ice, forcing me to wake. Finding myself where I started, back near the door. Instead of going through again, I continue to the world's break, Knowing full well that behind the door, is something I want no more...
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Mark "Scott" Raineri
Independent Filmmaker & Photographer who likes crafting evocative and iconic images. |