Broken pieces

Contradictions rain from the purple skies,
To fall into the depth to reach no ending.
Nothing ever lives on the seeds of lies,
And foolish actors will not stop pretending.

I am captivated by & under the Sirius power,
For the heart blinded are guided by the night.
From the lake to the stairs to the high tower,
They fear the unknown and of not being right.

Running away is never the way to happiness,
The way is to be on theatre not on the chair.
To take the bold step like the funambulist,
Not to drink one to the health of despair.

Fantasy is the answer to all of this mystery,
For life is a puzzle that is always missing.
Curiosity & dissatisfaction built humanity
& the remains will burn into the nothings.

Sounds of chains are the art of slavery,
Don’t give up but allow rush to run in.
But Love … Love is free & love is free,
It is a spell to turn us into little children.

Trust is never built with the silk of spiders
& laughter can cure the sunset of the heart.
Never violate thoughts but be their finder,
For Impossibilities break the end into a start.

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