Calice
Poetry
Madiown archive

Crystallization.

Things are complicated againWhen were ever not theyBreaking the bonds of commonly misspellsWith an urge of another crystallization

Some are just not worth to magnifyWhen that other is built on fingertipsTo discover in the night of ravenous day

Still having confusions aboutWhether the past was a crazeTaken out from a butcher's play

Darkness dear, hear my words and fall on light for a dayFor that crystallization is an atonement for you to delay

Make thy words shine upon the creation you bearLocate what has created the fear metamorphic way

It shall stay four words in the spirits above the fractals of hell