Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Overwhelmed Ode to Visages

Visage #1

Her face poses an austere threat of brusque shunning in one's attempt to trespass into it; wise men, though, may doubt a forlorn mellow soul hiding behind that shunning iron cast, susceptible to injury by even the bluntest of thorns from the faintest of forces. The angular offence her face renders to the frivolous fishermen, shines in glory like that of a matte metal used only in creating weapons to the bleakest of wars waged by the noblest of ethereal beings.

Visage #2

The subtlest of satires conceived from the sheen of her sheer smirk and flows mellifluously along the sharp lines of her crimson lips, fails never to encounter in serendipity the cherubic charm it inherently possesses, which my aesthetician had adroitly captured upon the first glimpse. Marked by a sharp alarm, the humanitarian in me screams a disclaimer every time to attach an alertness for the wellbeing of covetous cretins about the scathe of the vilest scourge her face may pull out upon their feeblest falter. Legend has it the rapturous dances of her vivacious mouth intrigues even a devoted ascetic wielding a meticulous meditation.

Visage #3

Posing as coy as a plagued lamb amidst a crowd of rattling noises; rampant carnivals; outrageous inventions; odious euphemisms, sin it may be startled by my religious compeers, loss by my capitalist neighbours, tragedy by poets, despondency by impoverished aspirants, 
to overlook the scintillation her fa├žade forts. A scintillation shamefully deserted by the shallow ogles of dizzy creatures in the plethora of existences; a scintillation as vivid as a replica beholden intimately and lusciously by a raving narcissist of oneself. The scintillation commands earthly shimmers to shy away and demands to dictate cosmic luminosity. Exhaustion from the expended energy in my raging reverence sedates my gleeful glares only to bring out the absolute revelation to my attention. A revelation that glistens in grandeur; a revelation only the greediest adventurer dare dreams; a revelation that unveils the epitome of enchantmenther lipsephemeral yet eternal.

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