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The light comes over the horizon
From the sun
From a place I will never reach
But in this moment I have never felt so close to anything else
The sounds come from everywhere
I can taste the sounds on my tongue
I can taste the colors in the sounds
I can hear the colors in the sounds
The light hits the prism above me
Every color flies out of the prism
And everything is alive
The spots on my ceiling are more vibrant than the most intricate of paintings
Time stops
Or slows down
I can’t tell which
My eyes feel like they’ve been told a secret
This was what the beginning must have been like
Suddenly in this one moment I have peace
I am so utterly ALIVE in this moment
The lights, the colors, the sounds
The lights, the colors, the sounds
Are they god?
They are god?
Is this a dream?
The lights, the colors, the sounds
Who is god.
If it’s a dream than it is the most realistic dream I’ve ever encountered
If it’s real than it is the most dream like reality I’ve ever encountered
The lights, the colors, the sounds
Every part of my skin is screaming with feeling
Every one of my nerves is overcharged with electricity
My lungs can feel my heart beating
The lights, the colors, the sounds
Every thought in my mind is screaming with feeling
Every word on my lips is overcharged with electricity
My heart can feel my lungs breathing
The lights, the colors, the sounds
- by sporosofyadah |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/11/2009 |
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- Title: Illusions
- Artist: sporosofyadah
- Description: This poem is about the first time I dropped acid.
- Date: 01/11/2009
- Tags: illusions
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