Anarchy Rising

[themegaloo]

Not quite a sonnet, not quite terza rima. Kinda int he middle because I'm half mad. Also can be found over on OutMinds.



Anarchy Rising
As I slip into the deep realm of sleep,
My thoughts fall prey to such haunting dreams.
And my mind I struggle so hard to keep,
While monsters do haunt its dark, loosened seams.
For Anarchy rules this unfeeling land,
And with such chaos my poor mind careens,
With no part of life that's thought out or planned;
Chaos that wrenches the depth of my heart.

But this is no dream, you must understand,
This Chaos is real, this world torn apart.
It's here and it's now, in ocean and tree,
Its reach is unending, none knew its start.
This dark, haunted world, I beg that you see,
As darkly it rises to anarchy.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Brilliant love, fuckin. Just. Fuckin on. Per usual. I know Im no literary critic, or english major, but thats a fine bit of talent you've got Moonsyface, any fuck with a mouth and 1-2 brain cells would say so. <3

Ive been listening to an obscene amount of swing music today. I blame solely you.

Where the nines are ya Mooners??

So Very Lonely,
And Accompanied By the Haunting Chorus
Of goddamn near a fair Orchestra
Of Trumpets and Trombones
And the Like as One Would Have It,
Padsy Padsy Paddddsss

[themegaloo.livejournal.com]

At that time? I was curled up with Steven, fast asleep, thankies. XD

Glad you enjoyed- but I can assure you that it cannot be wholey my fault that you were listening to swing. XD