Inch by Seconds

Mon, 06/20/2022 - 13:10 -- Creator

The devil starts now, 

Set loose, bound by its vow,

Heaven will come down, like aliens bow,

We in the low, to safety, they will tow, 

Or sadly carted off, like loot below.

 

Depths terrifying, than darkest darknesses,

Not one fraction, inch by seconds, will remain or remind us.

Then, we will inspire knowing and drink expresso of our Intel

Our fallacies and follies will be crowns and sealed rings, 

Life would cast unsolvable riddles and songs to sing themselves.

 

Our speed will fail us in depths

Logic will deny shelters within us, for we bought madness 

Light will prefer the sky, sun, moon, and stars to us 

We would be our darknesses, 

Deeper than this will be our rippling lethal forces.

 

Heidi, highest highs, and heist, 

Will be our survival chords, on thrones, with legions

Shortly, the brutal life will come, brewing knocks,

Yet, as seasons alter arrival dates, without memos,

Loomis loom and gloom will gaze at the tunnel's end. 

 

Fire full-blown, water perfectly grown, and air flown Cologne, 

Will loan groan and lone freedom, by every drone,

Best known now, we atone, before time breakdown our bone,

Earth will crone from its crown, by our clone, hone, and mown, 

Inch by seconds, choice and corollary will super bar us. 

 

Golden weapons will worship our darknesses, 

Darknesses will be blown away, by kisses of our venom,

Venom's kiss, never so perfect, yet, not the grand finale, just afoot,

Demons let loose, vowing their shots to precious precision 

Heaven tickles our crowns, rings, and tranquil innocence of dare. 

 

 

 

The devil starts now, 

Set loose, bound by its vow,

Heaven will come down, like aliens bow,

We in the low, to safety, they will tow, 

Or sadly carted off, like loot below.

 

Depths terrifying, then darkest darknesses,

Not one fraction, inch by seconds, will remain or remind us.

Then, we will inspire knowing and drink expresso of our Intel

Our fallacies and follies will be crowns and sealed rings, 

Life would cast unsolvable riddles and songs to sing themselves.

 

Our speed will fail us in depths

Logic will deny shelters within us, for we bought madness 

Light will prefer the sky, sun, moon, and stars to us 

We would be our darknesses, 

Deeper than this will be our rippling lethal forces.

 

Heidi, highest highs, and heist, 

Will be our survival chords, on thrones, with legions

Shortly, the brutal life will come, brewing knocks,

Yet, as seasons alter arrival dates, without memos,

Loomis loom and gloom will gaze at the tunnel's end. 

 

Fire full-blown, water perfectly grown, and air-flown Cologne, 

Will loan groan and lone freedom, by every drone,

Best known now, we atone, before time breakdown our bone,

Earth will crone from its crown, by our clone, hone, and mown, 

Inch by seconds, choice and corollary will super bar us. 

 

Golden weapons will worship our darknesses, 

Darknesses will be blown away, by kisses of our venom,

Venom's kiss, never so perfect, yet, not the grand finale, just afoot,

Demons let loose, vowing their shots to precious precision 

Heaven tickles our crowns, rings, and tranquil innocence of dare. 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world
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Comments

Paul T

I like how this poem started off with words that hould rhyme with each other like "bow" and "vow" (it almost tricked me, but it reminds me of other similar words like "cork" or "work" that should rhyme with each other). The poem first started off with rhyme scheme, but then I liked the either abrupt or gradual move to no rhyme scheme. I also do not know if you meant to repeat the poem twice, but to be honest I would just finalize this poem as the one poem. It is a great poem anyways though.

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