Breakthrough : Into 'Becoming' a Novel

1. Let me walk you through 

A movie screen

That slowly zooms out 

With gospel music gradually fading out

In black and white.

2. Fireworks ignite

Echoes escalate

Resonations reverberate. 

'Breakthrough' - the most clichéd word ever found

On this face of earth

Until alchemic transcendence made me believe in it

Now rests relentless in the front lawns of this body. 

3. The serene silky snowfall you drench me in

The snow crystals, each one, as i feel conglomerate 

Into my silhouette

Sits snuggery and silently seeps serendipity 

On the-then baren soil

Where I twirl twinkling tireless 

In the middle of a thousand winds that blow. 

The snowflakes now mushroom and osmosify my reflection

With serotonin

Creating a chemical reaction 

From dubious to dopamine

That makes the brittle bones malleable 

And resplendent. 

The 'clichéd' now contains all the meaning it ever could! 

4. And oh, while i poetized a little

Look at the movie screen- 

As an infinite ethereal shower

It continues to downpour diamonds 

Miraculous, ain't it? 

5. And I? 

I continue to cascade from the eyes

As they brim with oceans 

And the waves that ooze out? 

They choose to dive desperate

As they corporealize the make believe, 

Rattling the very roots of machiavellian roars

And time? 

It captures this picturesque eternity into its nurturing arms, 

To preserve it 

In the most subtle forms

Into the aroma yielding brown paged books

Of half faded embosses and crumpled curved-in contours 

As I become a novel 

That this guy wrapped in black

Runs his honey brown eye balls azure on, 

Sitting in front of a burning fire lantern 

On the dim lit Saturnalia night

With a cigar in the other hand 

As the Decemberian breeze flows flawless 

In the era of Nietzsche. 

While the first leaf reads-

"For those who were dancing 

Were thought to be insane 

By those 

Who could not hear the music."