Visual Metaphor are the ramblings of an engineering student up in University of Waterloo, Canada.
My favorite rants are about philosophy, morality, religion, technology, society and culture with the occassional psychedelic poetry
Careful step a steep decline Jagged edges provide no rhyme Destruction hasn't a form Divine Mirrored mockery intertwined Within each passages bickering lines
Passage 1 ========
This solitude marches slowly Marks it path among the lowly The distance grows A home not found Lost it remains in the precipitous climb Over conscience's hills within
Withered flowers burn ablaze Testify the end with their remains The pain grows No comfort found In the jungle lies the guiding gate Under heart's molten hidden core
Passage 2 ========
The voices call from within Defeat! craves the chant Dispute refrains from claiming hope Injures, maims, the dejected dope
Nothing remains but a shallow core Wobbling on the burning, hollowed floor Sickness spreads; light folds Essence rhymes jibberish crimes
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