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A Soul's Expansion

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Our world is torn, direction lost, we walk upon the sea, I lay amongst the whores and slaves that writhe in ecstasy. The sky, torn by storms, it reminds us of our greed, to dominate, to confiscate, but love would never seed. My lust for them is satisfied, for they could always breed, but none could ever fill the void, that I could be freed.

I stand up to move away, they lash to pull me back, their limbs too weak, voices too meek, but thought is what they lack. I now move through one more crowd, all limping without thought, free, but bound to the sea for the fate in which they wrought. I speak no spite towards others, I care not what they do, bowing, enslaved to idol's I challenged them to see through. A statue of an idol, insults the right to simply be, a ruler of the empty shells who roam the darkened sea.

I watch them bowing once again, as slaves who never see, but one lies behind the idol, confounding even me. My eyes once around the statue see an angel lies behind, not with wings, but truly sings, ensnaring through the mind. I approach, her reaction calm, sits down and in her hand, a light appeared, what the idol feared, small but could expand.

I close my hand and open for my own light to appear, I will embrace the power the slaves were taught to fear. A moment of reflection, the path I left behind, my eyes trapped within her gaze, and hers ensnared in mine. Our lips embrace, my eyes are closed, the reward of true will, to know the void will destroyed from love she can instill.

The warmth she brings, the peace I've found, taken in a blink, the sea gives way from under me, crippling our link. I fall below the surface, ascend to lash and fight, the glass won't give, I sink below, with my hope to unite. The water fills my lungs, the light above me dies, my tears grow long, all hope destroyed, yet I still feel her eyes.

A hole below me opens with a force that sucks me in, the current strong, the path is long, yet something grows within. The portal ends, the current softens, I look to find no scars, but above my empty road I find a sea of stars. I search it in amazement, my heart races at the sight, the burning lights surrounding me where others would have fright.

Of all the stars, the closest one, pulses through the murk, revealing truth to wanderers, and where predators lurk. This great light looks familiar, another truth is found, from my chest, my light appears, roaring without sound. The light expands, so does my mind, as such I will ascend, to cut the dark that makes them blind, and the love I must defend.

With this light I turn around and return to our home, resist the current binding me, I cannot be alone! I return to darkened sea, my light cuts what was veiled, I rise and break the prison glass, the Idol's lies have failed. The angel leaps into my arms, and still I'm caressed, I show the light within my palm, the power we've all possessed.

My light points to the statue, which crumbles into dust, the rubble sinks into the sea, with hope, I've earned their trust. They look to me with their own lights, I point to the path below, they submerge themselves in searching, hoping their lights will grow. I look back to the angel, as her light grew with mine, we fly above the waters, the storm will die in time. We fly through the sea of stars, this was our release, our love still grows, and times still flows, the expansion was through peace.
I think I need to focus on one thing at a time in my poems, I tend to over-complicate them.

Well, after a while, here it is, a poem that was inspired by a daydream had listening to a song. The images stayed in my head for so long, I'm glad I finally got the chance to express them.

Wisdom and Peace.
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forgetyoself's avatar
i absolutly love this. i love your writing.
I try and try to find people who really know how to write from the heart here,
and you seem to have the ability to write passionately from the heart as well as speak your mind.
it's a lovely break from all the petty emo crap I keep finding here -__-
It reminds me a lot of 1984, in a good way...like if the book had ended well :meow:
I just really hope you don't stop writing. :heart: