The opera

long lost symphonies
ringing in mye head
anthems of hatred
thunder of a drum

a opera of lifedraining songs
reaching an exploding high C
is blowing out candles
candles ment to be

ritually born by a song of sorrow
my eyes are opened to another mystery
and as the opera thunders in my head
my eyes changes colors

the passion of the opera
hatred breeding strong

and beethoven doesn`t even know
that his symphonies
makes me able to see

that the opera these fools play
are shoving me their face
thanks to mozart i tear down the opera
it`s like this everywhere

fuck off!

im not playing in your opera

i`ll start a life for real



Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2006-03-15 at 21:41

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Zoya Zaidi
Hmmmmmmmmmm!
Opera's are for real!
Aren't they?
Or is it that no art form is real now?
Can't really say!
As for symbolism, that surely makes sense,
And puts things in the right perspective!
Great work, Cr4Ky!
Love,xxx, Zoya
2006-03-21


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
A bloody great metaphor mate.
Liz.
2006-03-17