Beyond Imagination {POEM}

[Careless Whisper]

White and grey are what I see in my past

Red and black then appear to me, reaching to me.

Let me see.

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine

Taught by lies of corruption and treason.

Close my mind. Let it conceal.

 

Beyond thinking, beyond reasoning that separates mind from body.

Tarnishing my intuition. Absent from opportunities, I have been

Too deep in memories far and wide above the horizon.

 

White and grey are what I see in my past

Red and black then appear to me, recollecting me.

Let me see, there is so much more.

Holding me to my unlimited possibilities.

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine

The teaching of lies spread among one plain.

Close my mind. Let it conceal the truth.

 

Beyond thinking, beyond reasoning separating my mind from body.

Tarnishing my intuition. Absent from dead memories from long ago,

Pushing me towards the greater goal.

 

Spare me the guilt and urge me across the line.

Reach out to spare the random,

Reach out to spare whatever may come.

 

I embrace my desire

To feel the melody, to feel connected

Enough to step up instead of weep like widow.

To feel encouraged, to fathom the power,

To find the beauty, to drink from the fountain,

To glide on the surface

Of our divinity and still be human.

 

With my feet above the clouds I may lose it all

Within the waves of open air and open sound to listen in.

I feel it glaze across my face.

I’m reaching out and I’m reaching up.

I reach for the random and whatever intrigues me

And follow the stars and comets; we may go just where no one’s ever been.

We’ll ride the spiral to the end and may go just where no one’s been

And keep moving on.

 

[spoiler=About the poem]

This poem is written in free verse for a very good reason. You see, I have entered a poetry competition and the style they want is known as the "Cynicism Style." Basicly free verse that takes great intelligence to fully understand. This is my rough draft of the poem, so I'll be revising it. I just wanted to post this so you can get alittle head up on exactly how hard it is to understand this poem. This is the first time I've ever attempted cynicism style, and it is extremely difficult.