Illusion

by Zetta Roth-Yale   Oct 5, 2020


Illusion the vistage you always see devilish eyes a devilish me walk in my shoes and see my fate see through my eyes but you won't see hate deliverance from evil a quest for heart vindictive is love the devil's fine art you see me you see me yet again I rise I am the stars that shine within your eyes a small ploy for a child like toy I will bring upon your beating heart a vistage of transcending art bleed with me now bleed with me then some beginning to end as the clock strikes ten within my eyes lies faith spirit within your smile lies the keys to fate diminish the past and rebuild again only to find that long lost friend souls bound by Fate and twisted by time can only find joy in a single rhyme speak with me now and be my words turn on my heart and give life to a deceased art I see you and you see me within a moment kindred we be my soul to yours and yours to mine to breathe again and feel the divine Fate has struck a chord once found the universe bound to hearts surround we are but pawns in a minuscule game I am the queen you are the king in this game of chess replace everything to win one must lose to lose you must win but for our pride we never give in a battle of wills a conjoinment of souls I am your queen you are my king and as we set the stage of life I watch for moments filled with strife from here to there and there to here clean she'll come without a tear to wipe away the tears you shed to kiss your soul and heal your mind a vindictive woman the past intwines but to this day the queens in check and watch a hurricane waiting for my moment and in that moment I win checkmate I will sing we are but two fools down on the course of life and for a moment in time I am yours you are mine and as the choir sings checkmates sound and the foreign King lay on the ground I will raise my sword and my banner high to show the Lost that the queen has Risen and with her comes all the hidden knowledge put within Walls and hidden from time I will break through barriers I will climb the mountain high or lay within the salt bed of the sea if only to look in your eyes I dream of you the end of me i dream of the future that the night has seen come with me now and take my hand do not fear the past an embrace the moment for here we are alive again two hearts shattered but on the mend I see your pain I know your plight into you I was never to fight we may argue we may mend we may push each other too violent ends not violent to each other devilish cries what was one look in your eyes time freezes still and there are no goodbyes please oh Master dear hold my riegn and make it clear I am yours and you are mine brought together on a battlefield the fate written master design and within their face I shall rise and say with my heart master o master I give you my heart I have the spirit of the queen and you have the mind of a king within our unity a kingdom we shall bring you spent your word and I spent mine though through my words a more poised an eloquent rhyme I am not hip hop I am not rap I am that long-forgotten act a true poet at that with words I should spend a tail divine of two hearts brought together from spirits design the universe unfolds and our pride shines through but with it a moment's glance and then I love you the spirit of love becomes our glue when I arrise with the morning sun no joy is found no war is won but upon the morn I say with pride that I have one and seen within your eyes a future thats pure and without strife the many times we shall fall we shall hold each other's hand and pull each other up from the depths of hell only to just shine on and sing all is well with me my brother and Friends for life that begins when one life ends she may have destroyed your faith in love but within your smile I know I see the true path of what it is to be me I am you and you are me a bond with you i create that none shall see for years to come my heart the truth to the king of words I pray for thee a healing peace and within my power I'll let none hurt thee allow me this single Bliss to heal the pain brought on by your last mess she may have wounded you it may have scared but now is the time to try again and see the loyalty from falling in love with the fallen angel you call your friend

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