Glitter...

As I stand above golden light,
Elevated by an illusion,
An illusion spun by life,
To fathom a mysterious reason...

I need to pull the chariot of the inspired,
I am the steady steed,
Inspiration lures the inspires into the circle of fire,
The inspired are a different creed...

Accelerated is the search for happiness,
The quest limited to this diverse sphere,
Whose to lead those who have never been blessed?
Whose to inspire those who dearth fear?


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Sound's not as smart as light...

It took so much as the vibration from my larynx,
vibrations of hope,
to stop you from getting jinxed,
you got lucid as I spoke.

That sound that required a medium,
a medium for transfer,
it took signals for you hear.

Since when did you start listening to me?
Since when did you care?
You needed me only for your battle with thee,
for hearing me you need air.

As I spoke the speed of sound increased,
sound fought with density,
in my words you got seized.

You just wanted to create a revolution,
for creation of sound there's always a reason,
my words just gave you a solution.

You had to revolve around the earth,
what was the attraction between you and me?
Was it just centripetal force?
Was it words?

For the transfer of sound you need medium,
for sound's not as smart as light,
sound's not so nice,
sound can be bitter when you hear what was not meant to be heard,
the true friends light,
sound creates divide,
light unites.



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