The Concerts of Mind

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Poem

Submitted: August 04, 2008

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Ignite, In flames,
of mind, a stage
Some masks of glory,
some sparks of rage.

Pretend to be calm,
when the curtains go down
it's here, it's now
lets drown, let's drown.

Ahead of the moment,is a flying black bird,
beneath the skin, a crawling unheard,
why you, why me, why the man up there,
with arms outstretched, with thoughts withheld,

We stand and clap, his big mishap,
the delicacy devoured of names in a trap,
the sounds, the lights, they turn me blind,
the concerts of mind, the concerts of mind.


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