OKAY, SO THIS IS A POEM THAT BAETHAN DAWN AND I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON TOGETHER. BAETHAN!(IF YOU'RE READING THIS) YOU'RE SUCH A SWEETY! WELL, ANYWAY, HERE IT IS. ENJOY!

Ha!

See it,

The relics of the night.

Your heart desires them

And reaches out to

Their sparkling mirrors.

Your eyes turn

In spite of your mind.

Your heart is a void emptiness.

You suck at the darkness,

Trying to grasp onto the light.

It doesn't exist.

Listen to that man

Across the street.

Yes, the one with large ear hairs.

Listen to him, yes, widen your ears.

He belongs in your consciousness,

In your sight.

He is a wise man.

But, the scarlet veil will not hide

The nature that only he could behold:

The demon behind the simpleton mask,

The joker behind the simpleton.

Listen to him.

He is you, the real you, the one behind the scarlet veil.

His life was not full of roses and honey.

Live with a mask.

Be as sly as a fox.

Slither your way through obstacles

Like a hunting python.

Scarlet veil,

Curse and blessing.

Use it

Or lose it.

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Posted by chaabuk 2008-08-13 13:24:51 Baethan Who is Baethan, for whom you have written such deep and sensitive poem. You give a portrayal of gloom and that has given way to light. The real self is hiding behind the veil. Good. + Report this comment

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