The Doomed Angle Poem by sapphire vitas

Far beyond lies the untold calamity
Never seen, never felt
A Speculated dare
Vanished from existence
In a second or so
Wavering in the inside
The ever pleads that never work
In the sands of time
Across the odd globe
Bewildered in different directions of foul
Impecunious became the statement of soul
Then life took its toll
And in a detrimental squall
Turned tables was all
The route of blamelessness
Became extinct
Now all that was seen was a doomed angle
It was deception that existed
Perspective was the entity of mind
Which would free you,
Or which would be the utter doom of you
In restlessness euphoria became the innate ability
Of the leashed soul
So much intricate in the inside, but pretend as a saccharine
Doomed angles, were the excruciating ends
Bound to bend and change with time
And became more amalgamated in complexity and rough
What could be done?
The most pondered question
Even the stomach would curl and twist
With fear and thought’s of unbearable dare
A beam of light, perhaps
Would unleash the tangled yet exquisite soul
From the cradle’s of doomed angles
A wind that would blow in and out
And reborn the fragile little one
Into an elated consciousness
Let it go, and let it flow
The doomed angles break
In front of the glass we see through
Screams, moans and shrill voices
Were heard
Black clouds unraveled, ravens of wisdom
Came to set the soul free
All misinterpretations were expelled
A world of green appeared
To which the soul felt would be free
And it slept for an ecstasy
Never known when is to waken
From the siesta
Tranquil and sanguine
The soul now seems Swimming in the energy of an odd beauty.