Poetry: Mischievous Chaos

“There are things untold that are better left unknown…”
“Like What?”
“You don’t want to know…”
“If I didn’t, why would I have asked?”

…

“So listen fast, with ears unclosed
Words said now shall not be repeated”

Hark, sound the noise of bells which chaos springs
Unknown to all the sound of the silent piano is heard world round
Count on your fingers how many times the clock ticks
1, 2, 3, 4 no? Then count again

Until you lose yourself in numbers as the MIDNIGHT CLOCK Appears and Disappears
One more word and it the ticking stops
Close your eyes and imagine the things unseen
Of course what we see differ from each other yet, all are true

Close those eyes which lies do see
Put on the LENS so truth may be found
Oh wait, never mind those too are lies
Cast is aside but do not forget…

The sound of SIRENS which invite living things to their dooms
Lives on into the morrow, join with unheard voices, the piano unheard
Swim in the Waves of SAND that all may drown
Or lose yourself and save save us all
Things once found, are things revealed
But once more let me tell you, some things are better left untold
Take my heed and…
Come back and take a bite
Of this CAKE which frees your soul from STRINGS unknown
What does it all mean you ask?

Let me tell you, in simple terms
A way that your young foolish mind can grasp

Follow my lead to the SURREAL NIGHT
Where UP and DOWN may as well be the same thing

Find your way through the VACANT PALACE
Through the hallways grand, A MASQUERADE is held
Hosted by none other than the THIEF who once was, yet still is
Dance around the FLAME as all others do as in some sort of “SYNCHRONIZED TRANCE”
But will you cower when the BLOOD RAIN comes?
Or lose yourself in self obsession when you stumble upon the RUBY MIRROR of old
But alas, never mind it all, for when the VEIL OF RED cover us all, only one question will remain

“Who is it that I am?”

Words from the distance is heard
Pay them heed, or let them pass us by?

“The failing mind fights a war
The enemy is the brain
Whatever side wins destroys them both”

The SONG OF HOPE is unheard as the chant raves on
Embrace your Inner LUNACY
Allow those WINGS to sprout lest them be BROKEN
Someday… maybe, maybe, maybe…
When is Now?
Lost your self in thought?
So grasp that which seems like reality and live in that world of DREAM
Unlike the ALICE which was spoken of
Lest it be true or false

Head towards a New Direction, wherever it may be
North?
South?
West?
East?
How about we say :None of the Above
Let us see what kind of Journey we are taken on
Close your eyes for the truth is to unbearable

TO WHAT ENDS?
Where does this psychedelic rant take us to?
Let the mad men Rave about their Lunatic dreams
For perhaps in the end it’s what will save us all
Or rather Destroy all of humanity as we know it
So Laugh it off, like a true LUNATIC whose thoughts are unknown

By the end of thought The ASHES OF WAR shall have settled
We’ll be able to see Clearly, so they said
But still all I see is smoke
So gone are are the Ashes, yet still Remains the Smoke
Farther off are yet the distant Sparks
Soon to burn with renewed vigor

Take your hands and form a bowl
Take a drink from the Soup of Mischief
Clear your mind and let the Inner Lunatic take Control
As a MARIONETTE we shall hang
All 3-6-4 of us, whatever that could mean, one can only wonder
Raise the Flag of Mischief and march on forward

5…..
7…….
5…..

What are we here for?
To cause Mischief for all, no?
“Lunacy to ALL!”

So the 3-7-4 may say
But chaos spreads like a fire and the water is unknown
To Mischief!
To Lunacy!

The Red Moon Rises as a Timeless object
But we cannot reach it for the Lost Wings have gone
But do not bring yourself Affliction, due to the fault of the Dying Stars
Take the Change of our Pathways as it leads us to Black Nights
The New Direction? Lost within the Red which confuses us all with words unknown

Mischievous Chaos sound your call
bring forth Chaos to all but the 3-8-4
yet still what does that number meaning?
Or better yet, what do all these words mean?
Let Chaos reign under the moonlight which hides itself in shame
Shine through all things and become unchanged

“Now shut your mouth before you even open it, for this is where it gets important”

First Off, We have Shadows, yet the truth is we are the shadows of nothing more than puppets, isn’t that right?

Second Off would have to be that every breath we take we are paying for, with a second of our lives learn to how to live without breathing, and immortality would be yours

Third Off, would be the Rule of Threes, of course, no other thing can fit

Fourth Off… Oh wait, there is no Fourth…

Fifth Off, is that we now Skip to Seven because Seven is where we learn …

Seventh Off, is where the rule of 5,7,5,7,5,7,5,7,7
Is put into place for the next few lines
So, use your eyes and listen well to what this chaos has to say

Mischievous Game
Bring forth Chaos unlike Law
Mischievous Me
Writes words with Unknown Meaning
Mischievous You
Bring forth Life to Words such as these
Minions of Mischief
Take hold of each others hands
(And) Brandish the Flag of Cha……………….Broken Rules
Broken by Mischief and Chaos

Let the inner Lunatic Run without restrictions
Cause Chaos wherever you go, and NO you may not eat Cake

Listen now, and Listen hard
Can you hear it? The Silent Piano
It rings loud and clear like a BELL
No wait, it IS a BELL

Run, run in Chaos and Fear as the Bell strikes 6
The time has come to reveal that which as skipped
And So…

A few words come through our deluded lunatic Minds…

Off Sixth, Exists as War Love to Chaos Brings Life Unity to Hopeless the Harm Mischief Caused no

Meaning we cannot give it because of Lunacy and so the message is missed

Now Together as One, Stand together, and cry out the Final Chants, before the bells end our short reign

“Mischief to All
Chaos to All
Lunacy to All
Unleash your Inner Lunatic
To be unstopped and cry upon Happiness
and Leap for Joy during Sadness
Siren Call for the Ages
Let’s Gather Together Sometime Once More
For the Fun that was had should be experienced Once More, if not a Million Times More
So with this our Banner of Chaos and Lunacy falls
Our Mischief soon to Cease we end our Chant with one last call…”

A BLISSFUL PAROXYSM, when we unleash the chaos inside
A BLISSFUL PAROXYSM, when lunacy takes control of us all
A BLISSFUL PAROXYSM, when Mischief we cause
And Now we “Become as the inanimate, which give in to all
There are no choices, for sympathy we have”
To those who did not join our Chaotic cause
So now forever in our hearts, remember the time…

When a Mischievous Chaos shall Reign

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I have to say it feels GOOD to write one of these poems, decently long, and rather chaotic, although this one is a but silly, but also dark, and you know what the Best Part is? I’m officially calling this Mischievous Chaos (A Blissful Paroxysm II), in case you didn’t notice the direct quotes from A Blissful Paroxysm. The Poem itself was actually inspired by a song called Jinsei Geemu(Game of Life). Well I REALLY enjoyed writing this one, I hope you can get past it’s length, and be able to enjoy it yourself. I truly hope you do. Oh and also there’s a Haiku and Chouka in this poem, just so you know.

Ah, also the words written in ALL CAPS are because they are directly referring to one of my other poems. Especially that Ninth  stanza s it mentions my whole Red Series’ in it. BUt there are more links to other poems in there that I didn’t make as straight forward.