The (Sixth) Sense (Poem)
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The (Sixth) Sense (Poem)

Suceava : Romania | Apr 12, 2012 at 3:20 PM PDT
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The gray cloudy sky scream(ing)s

Only icy clouds throw down their hail-on the earth-

To kill the green (belt) with their viole(n)t dance-

And (to )red(d) ( the) shadowy earth- still cries-we are alive-

Throwing up all its war(ren) shadows to the sky

To reach the per(im)manent heaven with their painful sacrifice.

The heaven strenuously may (h)eat the pain (through)

In silence- we are existent-we feel the pain-

The last remnants of the green may rustle in the leaves

Trying to soak into the rotten yellow.

The blue may (stage) whisper in the breeze,

Holding the memories of the past.

Voices from extra dimensions

(I live adding new dimensions to my life)

And psychedelic visions

May irreversibly modify the ( sixth) sense of the reality.

Poem by Marieta Maglas

Mari2 is based in Suceava, Suceava, Romania, and is an Anchor on Allvoices.
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