No weapon formed shall ever prosper,
Words, you re-design and hurl my way
Are the virtual equivalent of sand grains
Trying to pierce my golden armor.
My transfiguration entails
That I light the darkest side of the moon
While you, say all you can
Behind the skirts of your puppet master;
Consider it a curtain yet to close
On your otherwise shallow act.
An act I let play on
Noting how much it means to you
As rubbing it out would leave you empty
With no identity,
Without a role
I.e. without purpose
As part of the collective consciousness
You’d expect us to work together
Since we’re but fragments
Of a bigger whole,
A bigger whole, that is, in essence
Experiencing itself.
To save myself the act
Of having to fry the filament in your light bulb
With a dialect that makes little sense to you
I retract the idea of your existence
From my pocket dimension,
Leaving one of us tormented
With the idea of the other.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Art by: Ov3RMinD
Since we’re but fragments
Of a bigger whole,
A bigger whole, that is, in essence
Experiencing itself.
-My favourite lines of all. ❤
Thank you Ananya, much appreciated 🙂
Ooooh….yes, really love this one…quite mystical in my imagination ❤
Thank you Kim 🙂 you’ve been missed on the OD blog
Busy week at work…but a good thing, love what I do so can’t call it work really….well now you can write me a piece for Christmas and I can send even more love, just kidding…..I love the way your words make me pause and think😊🙏🏻
Funny thing…i always come to your blog to get into a good mood Kim…you radiate positivity…something i’m lacking at this moment haha I hope your work load decreases during this festive season 🙂 …I might just write that poem, you never know 😀
I shall be looking forward to it my friend. It’s funny, people come into your life for a reason and you don’t always know why but this is the second time I’ve heard this today (positivity) I was working and a woman came in and watched me interacting with the customer and told me how amazing I was with people, she wants to call me Tuesday about a job with “great pay” and a lot more fun than what I’m doing, now I love my job, although it’s only been two months and I told her that, but I keep myself open as things happen for a reason in my mind…stepping stones and all…wow, an amazing day and you just reinforced it with your awesomeness! Can you see my smiling from that far away? cause I am….if you ever need to vent, please feel free to email me, you won’t be the first or last I’m sure and I’m cool with that…just may take me a day to get back depending on my work schedule that day. zipsride@me.com I have it on my gravitar I think….not a secret or anything 🙂 peace to you my friend and have a beautiful star filled night 🙂
Brilliance in Poignant prose 😉
Thank you dearest Morgan 😉
You are so talented OD! Another fantastic poem! 🙂
I could say the same about you IC! Thank you…always good to hear from you 😀
simply amazing Michael!
Thank you Neha! 🙂
This is amazing, and well thought out. i have a post titled brown skin, and would really appreciate your input
Thank you, apologies for the late reply 🙂 If you have a link to the post I would love to read it
You can just click my name And keep scrolling down until you see the title. It’s 3rd or 4th post down
That powerful, collective consciousness 🙂
You know it! 🙂
This is pretty powerful Dante~
thank you 😀