Honestly?
That's all there is to it
Completely
In reality
Faux pas is law
Books were always fake
Disembodies nevertheless
Fly withal
Customs edged therein
Society's allure
Lodged within
Forever will remain
Eyes remain confined
Vision slanted
Reality distorted
Soul in limbo
Own blood sacred
Flesh is gold
The world is bronze
Branches withered
Care, love and affair
All for scarce
Hate, justice and despair
Unfortunate bronze
Justice served equals injustice
No room for silver, tis tainted
Gold shines in arrogance
Little does the soul realize,
Tis only fool's gold
That tries to outshine the priceless gem
As contrasting as ever
Colors change timely
Over and over the sea of chaos
Till left indistinguishable
Just like proverbial masks,
Skin stretched on bony hallows
As sturdy as straw
Broken by the smallest tick
Trust is just a legend
Destruction a reality
No one to turn to
For what was once black, is blue
Physical strength a prowess
Words just to marinate
No origin whatsoever
Just another issue to mandate
Time and time again,
Though it moves on
Merciless entity,
No beginning, just an end
Hands begin to crumble
Destiny holds no bias
One begins to stumble
Through the sea of chaos
Legs trembling, awkward steps
One blow aft
Discard your masks
Discard your virtue
The form is all too real
Anger pulsing within
The soul remains hidden
Behind well versed lines
One can not possible fathom
The monster that lies within
The monster that is held
Securely by chains
Labeled society and relation
Crackling with the strain
In the mind's eye
One can see the restrain
Fought in the depths of every soul
A never ending war
But the monster is patient
Waiting quietly in rusting chains
To be broken asunder
And he can regain what was once his
A Diffrent Perspective by AbstRactRulz, literature
Literature
A Diffrent Perspective
A familiar picture
Pixel-ed colors
A once natural perspective
Now not so natural
Winds graze by
The sun shines Grey
While the soil is hues of black
The sky dotted with frozen clouds
Everything is a solid color
Etched in place
The grass as prickled glass
Birds frozen mid flight
Trees with twisting branches
As if to reach and grab
Hollows like gaping mouths
Frozen in silent screams
The world is tilted Grey
Frozen gravely in place
No matter how the wind shouts
The leaves wont twitch
Ti's a reality
Less than reality
A different dimension
Frozen in time and place
Ti's a realm,
Where history is present
The present forever
Complexities of the human mind
Co-existing between reality and thought
the highs and the lows
Fore with the possibilities
What is right, what is wrong
What is up, what is down
Every world spins in different orbit
Contrasting colors thoroughly awakened
Every perspective thoroughly entailing
Different views and opinions
All probably full of meaning
Everyone not understanding
The action behind the thought
No one can detain
The disparities of life
The mischief and mongers
Made from the same grain
So alike yet so different
Thoughts vary in time
Until they all will eventually merge as one
For we are made of the same soil
I thank the heavens
For blessing us this way
With a pair attributed so noble
In grace and majesty
Let not you be sorrowed
From anything we might do
As we are to highly flawed
For such celestial beings like you
Like angels in the outfield
Guide us through the overgrowth
Pray for our blessings
In darkness and in health
It is an unfair trade
A rigged balance
Always in our favor
Leaving you in our mishaps
But believe a pure belief
That the love that has blossomed
In our hearts
Is from the here and now till the ever after
Like the holy garden of Eden
It is never ending
Along with our eternal gratitude
Like your noble attr
The moonlight sprays
A figure sways
In its white silver glory
Among the inky black void;
Passing over dunes
And molds of decay
Leaving small smoky wisps
Whenever it moves away;
Blood shot eyes gaze onward
Questioning the black abyss
It walks among the ruins
The ghost of a wind once known blows;
The apparition is alone
Desperate and sad
While spidery black fingers
Try to drag it back;
The moonlight sprays
A figure sways
In its white silver shame
Among the inky black void
Being dissolved in the abyss
Lost forever in the folds of time
Honestly?
That's all there is to it
Completely
In reality
Faux pas is law
Books were always fake
Disembodies nevertheless
Fly withal
Customs edged therein
Society's allure
Lodged within
Forever will remain
Eyes remain confined
Vision slanted
Reality distorted
Soul in limbo
Own blood sacred
Flesh is gold
The world is bronze
Branches withered
Care, love and affair
All for scarce
Hate, justice and despair
Unfortunate bronze
Justice served equals injustice
No room for silver, tis tainted
Gold shines in arrogance
Little does the soul realize,
Tis only fool's gold
That tries to outshine the priceless gem
As contrasting as ever
Colors change timely
Over and over the sea of chaos
Till left indistinguishable
Just like proverbial masks,
Skin stretched on bony hallows
As sturdy as straw
Broken by the smallest tick
Trust is just a legend
Destruction a reality
No one to turn to
For what was once black, is blue
Physical strength a prowess
Words just to marinate
No origin whatsoever
Just another issue to mandate
Time and time again,
Though it moves on
Merciless entity,
No beginning, just an end
Hands begin to crumble
Destiny holds no bias
One begins to stumble
Through the sea of chaos
Legs trembling, awkward steps
One blow aft
Discard your masks
Discard your virtue
The form is all too real
Anger pulsing within
The soul remains hidden
Behind well versed lines
One can not possible fathom
The monster that lies within
The monster that is held
Securely by chains
Labeled society and relation
Crackling with the strain
In the mind's eye
One can see the restrain
Fought in the depths of every soul
A never ending war
But the monster is patient
Waiting quietly in rusting chains
To be broken asunder
And he can regain what was once his
A Diffrent Perspective by AbstRactRulz, literature
Literature
A Diffrent Perspective
A familiar picture
Pixel-ed colors
A once natural perspective
Now not so natural
Winds graze by
The sun shines Grey
While the soil is hues of black
The sky dotted with frozen clouds
Everything is a solid color
Etched in place
The grass as prickled glass
Birds frozen mid flight
Trees with twisting branches
As if to reach and grab
Hollows like gaping mouths
Frozen in silent screams
The world is tilted Grey
Frozen gravely in place
No matter how the wind shouts
The leaves wont twitch
Ti's a reality
Less than reality
A different dimension
Frozen in time and place
Ti's a realm,
Where history is present
The present forever
Complexities of the human mind
Co-existing between reality and thought
the highs and the lows
Fore with the possibilities
What is right, what is wrong
What is up, what is down
Every world spins in different orbit
Contrasting colors thoroughly awakened
Every perspective thoroughly entailing
Different views and opinions
All probably full of meaning
Everyone not understanding
The action behind the thought
No one can detain
The disparities of life
The mischief and mongers
Made from the same grain
So alike yet so different
Thoughts vary in time
Until they all will eventually merge as one
For we are made of the same soil
I thank the heavens
For blessing us this way
With a pair attributed so noble
In grace and majesty
Let not you be sorrowed
From anything we might do
As we are to highly flawed
For such celestial beings like you
Like angels in the outfield
Guide us through the overgrowth
Pray for our blessings
In darkness and in health
It is an unfair trade
A rigged balance
Always in our favor
Leaving you in our mishaps
But believe a pure belief
That the love that has blossomed
In our hearts
Is from the here and now till the ever after
Like the holy garden of Eden
It is never ending
Along with our eternal gratitude
Like your noble attr
I love abstract! I've even created a few doodle pieces during my psychology class which I'm hopefully going to put up very soon =] I write Poetry linked with Mythology since it fascinates me to no end XP
Current Residence: Pakistan Favourite genre of music: Rock, Rap and Dance Favourite style of art: Abstract Personal Quote: Your reality is according to your perception