Venomous bite, the spite of the nectar
Simple boundaries to this dominion
Take caution, the cherry tree’s protector
And defer denying daft opinion
Through the earth, walks millions of her big boots
Emerald heaves of leaves below the tree
What was said to all men the fig like fruits
Foreign thieves receives what they can’t foresee
Pick a cherry and savor the flavor
Scarlet fruit of the gods divinely placed
Sly devils to sneak into your favor
Sultry surrender never mind the taste
Call of the tree in the fog of the night
Falling deeper and deeper, manic lows
Try as you might, fight that futile fight
Yet crave relentless power it bestows
Glimpse through the branches, sun’s hot flashes
Take that thought and burn the tree to ashes
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Author:
Rob (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 21st, 2012 18:36
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Wowers! I'm in love with this intriguing unfinished symphony (you know where that came from right? google it if not). Awesome imagery and fabulous metaphors for what exactly? I'm thinking, the garden of Eden? Seriously, I love this. Too beautiful, eerie, ominous, foreboding, enticing, tantalizing, lovely. When you've updated or tweaked it further, let me know.
It's metaphors for addiction. Whether it be emotional or substance. The last two lines is a way of saying break the habbit. Thank you for the comment. Glad you enjoyed it.
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