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Curses & Verses

By Talaya NewtonPublished 5 years ago • Updated 5 years ago • 5 min read
And so I became a monster.....

Mirrors, lies, secret eyes…

Voices of disguise, soon you’ll recognize

Is it the beauty of the pearl they seek? But you must open then clam first.

Like then smoke I draw from my lips… you lose me, you lose us all.

It rains and my tears pour

Why even bother with the courts?

I write in pain, my eyes are drained

Did I tattoo your skin or your heart?

I am just a form of art, baby you don’t even know the half.

Where are you now? I will give you your crown. You died for me…. Why does he act as a clown?

My skin is glowing, you already know

You wanted to stay but now you go…

It wasn’t a dream, was a rose in a jar…. The rose petals fell…

He’s standing by the gates of hell

Ride your motorcycle far, but I will fly…

Once you look in my eyes.. I summarise my mark I left

The scars on my skin, how could I forget but regret?

Haunted lovers…. Runaway…. Ill untie the knot again…

Do you remember why you were there?

Memories I can’t escape, are they just fantasies of a reality I aim to create?

Split personality disorder and trauma they call it, remember when it was delusional content and a number of other labels they go with

I am more than just an illusion in the fight and a secret in the dark

I can’t hear you… the others had to part

Twisted & tangled lovers… but I told you I love you from the start.

War is peace and peace is war and to the end

I suppose we can just sit here and pretend

Crown of rain, the pain was my gain.

Now I don’t want to fly, as they ran through my veins

She’s staring back at me, why is he afraid?

There is no limit to this pain

Now I’m a snake in a jar, the rose petals fell

The rain will wash it all away but not anymore cos poison rain, is the killers escape

It isn’t a race, it isn’t a game

It isn’t a perfect escape

It’s a lil fame and knowledge

Check your watch because the time has run out

The hourglass isn’t no figure of imagination

Its important you know your place

Bang! I just… Man down… off with their heads… I’m already dead

Don’t forget about the ankh I have tattooed on my neck

But my sweet escape still awaits

Happily, ever after’s HAHAHA, lets quit with laughter

It isn’t funny when you’re in a cage or a curse

Now I’m a snake in a jar, Secrets are regrets that we forget.

A journey so far but so close

The mirrors are the passage. Adventures nobody would believe

Believe in me, I’ll take you there

Just try & see, whispers of the sea…

Shivers running down my spine, I’m sprouting like a tree, but still a crime

Magic & Mystics, such important difference you see

She’s staring back at me with the evil eyes many can’t see

My heart is buried at sea….

Make a wish before the jar breaks, better run before it’s too late

Come with me, the sweet escape…. The fantasy, the passion awaits.

So I mean by perfect escape..

It’s not a race, it’s not a war

It might be true love, it’s another secret door

Love me tonight, love me right now

Forever is power

The stars align, the ocean waves, the streets arise, the secrets are played

Whilst you drown in my eyes as winter plays….

As she cries it rains… it pours…

Secrets lie in the eyes of betrayal

Beautiful escapes as clouds precipitate only to uncover the light that creates a world to uncover, filled with mysteries and jokes and provokes for the histories.

Lessons are stance, listen closely you’ll get a better glance

A life that fascinates our minds like stone and some were so blind…

Is it really so simple to find? Answers

I have the stairway to heaven, the key to a heart…

The secrets of the ocean are only as fragile as a star…

Say you don’t believe but the more we bleed and the more you’ll see that dancing in a forest is feeling so glee. If they can fly then so will we…

The crickets sing whilst birds create perfect harmony

The future escapes… the past only freezes what the present preaches…

Look up, look down as the all-seeing eye is all around.

The secrets uncover

I was feeling as though I was ten feet under

Mirror tells you lies, stories written in the skies

Climbing up the ladder, I’m cut and my heart starts to splatter

I clean up the mess, make it easy and show up in some lace and a dress

Awaken me and pull me from my darkest path

You can take my heart just don’t put it in a jar

I’m fragile but built of stone….

The dream is big not a fantasy but it’s a race to your destiny

He put it back together then threw me to the wolves

Stick around, save the day… Mirror Mirror, tell me more I say

Cinderella was late for the ball….

Read the words, played the part now I write it out in art

Find my message in the bottle… my world is bigger growing smaller

The ship was sinking, we all drowned… now ask him why he acts as a clown

A silky shade I must confess but the rhythm never lies…

I belong in heaven and hell, the part that I’d rather understand

Not what it could but where it stood

Read my lips, move my hips

The tears had left a puddle as the people huddle

I am the Queen of the disturbed

This ring finger is fragile… and she will be heard

Which one to love? The reflection or the curse? The rhythm or the verse?

Time is fake, you set your path and take…

Make a wish… read the tree…breathe….breathe no more….

Go outside and play they said to me…..

As he said “For I am your King and you are my queen….. Now I open to the gates of hell….

There is bad in every good and good in ever bad truth…

I am comfortable in my shell….

Tell no lies, but tell lies…. Fly in the skies…improvise…and know how to disguise….

As they sit and dwell on tomorrow

Beheaded as I dreaded the sound with no sorrow…

Fantasies are only perfect escapes…..

Reality is just a place you create….

surreal poetry

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    Written by Talaya Newton