CarL's Ink Flame

A visionary's vision, A vision born cannot be unborn but can be burned in the consistent shut lids of the visionary who fails to awaken from the birthing room - and saddles to the stillness of eternal fate. A vision born cannot be unborn if the visionary lids at full glare, shining brightly to the smirks of sunlight and binges at moon tides. A vision born cannot be unborn! A visionary's vision, - that thin shining light of whispers in gonged prospecting mental chaos burning like due birthing kicks of a babe in its mother's spherical structure. A visionary's vision - that still birth awaiting the joyous pronunciations of life today than tomorrow. Birth that vision! © CarL I.

In sweetness fades of fire-ice romance, we live to die and die to live... eventually living to live and not to die if tests assigned we flew in colours We breathe today - again for tomorrow - Yet next click, a bucket to kick Ours not to inhale for we exhaled our last last second ago. ♡ ...for Onyinye and August  ♡           ♡  (09-09-2022)  ♡ © CarL I.

¹ The bottoms of still oceans digest broken punctured ships like the turbulent sea swallows unbroken whole ships.           .....smiling faces are't any different from visible straight frowning faces! ² The silence of the clouds today doesn't eliminate roars of earthquaking raindrops tomorrow.           .....a setting today, for a rise tomorrow! ³ Ground wrecking rains of today doesn't phase off the appearance of twinkling stars in the darkest nights of tomorrow!           .....a setting today, for a rise tomorrow! ⁴ The daily setting sun falls in sadness...but however rises with towering smiles upon all humanity.            .....a setting today, for a rise tomorrow! ⁵ In a garden of dead plants hitting dead soils,        - a decay            - a rebirth                 - a renew...