Poetry Contest Entry

The Three Broken Promises of Paraiso

~By Logan

First part of the story involves a meteor named Keno,
And a ridiculously unlikely hero named Cielo.
While the autumn leaves rustled in the background of the valley of
death in slow-motion, Singular, atmospheric sound waves overpowered
the desire to pay attention to a plan.
Secondly, Black belts can change one’s immensely deepened self-direction.
I feel that even though I hold a more reasonable likening to these three things,
I need some time to myself for the first time in a week.
Another defeat capitalizes on our crucial losses,
But there’s no reason to cry over spilled milk during a weathered winter.
All the more fun when you have the most exquisitely gorgeous person beside you,
Especially when their inner self is hanging from the tips of your fragile fingertips.
I don’t know how I’ll handle these terms when you exhale the thought of another sin
That’ll assist you in achieving a wrongful victory.
Invierno stands alone as a marketing product lacking the funding of popular movies,
And that’s how you’d describe face to face emotional confrontation. Is there anybody out there?
The third part of the story ends in the midst of her final rush of fire and meteors.
In response to his destined fall, the Sultan coughed up every drop of tradition,
And then was deemed ignorant to a worthless subscription one penny short of broke.
There are no more Turkish delights, no fitful rages, and no five dollar friendships.
And there are no more unreliable mother fuckers to ruin the rest of our night.
Substantial? Keep your linear sense of comedy out of the sun’s path When it could drag our well-being down into a melancholy existence.
Where is your Mentor? Didn’t he refuse your requests before the temples of Paraíso?
Yes, but considering that famed businessmen hide in the shadows of their castles of lies,
I just want to see you happier like the rainbows and smiling bright like a new Mother.
They always pretend to smile, yet inside they’re so lonely and full of sadness.
Pity we’re so close to home, or else this could be considered an adventure.
Comments: It's entirely metaphorical.

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