Unbecoming Fables Poem by Anthony Han

Unbecoming Fables



I stole to bestow
A little warmth in my possession
An ounce of depth to my character
At least somewhat of an description
To those who will never ask
For those who have already passed

That which I could never reach
Were results from personal distaste
Lack of hindsight to such rebellious insights
Eccentric lies to establish better ties
Dripping from the tears of others
Take it granted that they'll be someone here
When I cease into the waves
Leaves me glad to have been had
Believing that this was the right way

Packing bowls to unravel this soul
Fairies glowing across the flow
Streaming around these lonely streets
Wind up by resentments
Saved by kindness
Of those who had not all
But a midnight spilled of fears
For those who had it all
Yet fighting to share some spills
Forgive and let go
Neither was to be blamed

As life is a merciless god
We of all of it only pieces
Will always be a part of the creases
Cells inside of a organ
Operating to keep on
Never ending conundrums
Beating my heart drums
Sleeping from shoulder to shoulder
Letting to bolster another
Each line connected to a difference
Shard of someone's affluence
Linked grace flowing full of influence

It proceeds conceptually
Climbing over the thoughts
Sounds soar out of the ground
Soil embezzled brown upon my shoes
Suddenly found hope from the back of the soles
Leaping pass the day not seen today
Don't care for it anyway
For this experience is my full focus
From the soaring to the landing
Mesmerizing any who look
Faces of vicious kings and queens
Would even gasp at such revolting
If that they may be an thorn upon history
Than what am I to this present mystery

A fresh developing rust
Carbon form ready to burst
Flames will one day meet my fossil
Igniting an existence from this vessel
A diamond covered in crimson gleam
The process of evolving into a gem
Beads red and crumbling from the once living
Spilling forth into the open air of the still walking
I beseech you to greet you
My spirit a merit to a few
Although secret to none

For one slow day gone
Others will find of me
Afferent of acuity
Different of beauty
Separate of cruelty
Impulses shocking epiphanies
Gazes turning companies
Actions becoming treaties
To present a full circle

Nonetheless inhabitants
Replacing the stars
Our constellations upon new eyes
Reconciliation for the galaxies
Born into this plane of confinement
Spiritually commenced out of it's imprisonment
Forgotten along the metamorphosis
Legends never told to the youthfulness
Fold us as our destiny is fulfilled
Rest on until then survived
Dragons do exist here
Celestial forces determine

That slightest I could ever imagine
Compared to the daily life
When I used to use a lighter
Just to keep warmer
Times got rougher
But days got better
As long as I kept closer
To that glimpse of promise
The life traveled will always be compromise
Mine to reap at the end of the journey
Will there be blessings into the next tourney

Unknown dimensions as I discover
Returning to what we were when older
Insane if you would
Unbecoming fables to be told

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Audio - http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=Q-ElmdnBOZ4&feature=youtu.be
Another of my favorite writes, that I spent the most time compared to the others to work on. I wanted to express the way I have observed the world and combine it to what I have felt about the universe. Driving forces where near death experiences and other life boundaries we all come across.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 23 December 2011

I stole to bestow; A little warmth in my possession/ I like this lines- a good poem! ! ! plz read my poem/december

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Anthony Han

Anthony Han

Monterey Park. Raised in H.H.
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