Week 8 Championship: Rakontur vs. Innovator (Innovator wins)

Inno · 08-21-2015, 10:48 PM

Vibrant darkness, engulfed pupils
Radiant emptiness to the cuticles
Crowded freedom in abundance
The walls distant with redundancy
Consitant hypocracy
The ceilings full of comedy,
Laughter riddled paint chips
Smearing colorless hues
Windows covered in rainbows
Still i soak in the rain poured
Life on repeat. Groundhog symptoms
Waking up to the same old darkness
Wishing for a shade to rest my eyes on
But the soot billows beneath my iris
An eternal blink, sinking between eyelashes
Pupils drenched in black
Hope drowning in the undertow
Countless mirrors holding my relfection
Though i forget who i am
Lost in the translation

But...

With finger tips for a nose
I touch the aromas of the day
The breeze dancing along my hair line
Tingling the roots until my brain waltz'
As i collapse within the rhythm
Tasting the trees
I get tongue tied within the leafs
I know the grass is green
Between the shadows
I know the flowers seed
The subtle whisp of the crowds reverberate
Along the walls of the sky walkers
The city comes alive
And my darkness dances with the sun
And my eyes flutter in the dark
Staring at the sounds...

...wishing i could see it all.

"In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember."
-Edgar Allen Poe

08-21-2015, 10:48 PM	#4
Inno Ad mini tator Join Date: Feb 2013 Posts: 10,024 Battle Record: 26-54 Champed - Lime Green Poetry Association - Black August - 1-2 Punch League Rep Power: 85899403	Vibrant darkness, engulfed pupils Radiant emptiness to the cuticles Crowded freedom in abundance The walls distant with redundancy Consitant hypocracy The ceilings full of comedy, Laughter riddled paint chips Smearing colorless hues Windows covered in rainbows Still i soak in the rain poured Life on repeat. Groundhog symptoms Waking up to the same old darkness Wishing for a shade to rest my eyes on But the soot billows beneath my iris An eternal blink, sinking between eyelashes Pupils drenched in black Hope drowning in the undertow Countless mirrors holding my relfection Though i forget who i am Lost in the translation But... With finger tips for a nose I touch the aromas of the day The breeze dancing along my hair line Tingling the roots until my brain waltz' As i collapse within the rhythm Tasting the trees I get tongue tied within the leafs I know the grass is green Between the shadows I know the flowers seed The subtle whisp of the crowds reverberate Along the walls of the sky walkers The city comes alive And my darkness dances with the sun And my eyes flutter in the dark Staring at the sounds... ...wishing i could see it all. "In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember." -Edgar Allen Poe Last edited by Inno; 08-21-2015 at 10:51 PM.