two in embrace
meeting in the dark
thoughts of ecstasy grow
and they kiss
thoughts of how the other tastes
their eyes meet and spark
they are ready and know
they'd be remiss
to ignore the desires of the flesh
so they to touch
and they come together
in the darkness
they are close to bliss
for this is time spent
that will never return
but in memories
and lies
in the future
by assent they make plans
for the day that doesn't come
but they had this
and this
is enough
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Tuesday, February 27, 2018
Toxic love
Your love was toxic
But I was confused
Your beauty so exotic
It performed a ruse
Making me love in return
Without any sort of reason
Within me it lingered, burned
You performed your treason
Telling me how you loved
But never did
You said I was the one
While I grieved within
I entertained the thought
That you encouraged
And my world was wrought
With a love unnourished
You were the liar and the muse
Cause of my hope but also pain
And I never was allowed to choose
Alone or with you my fear remains
And I cannot see the truth
But I was confused
Your beauty so exotic
It performed a ruse
Making me love in return
Without any sort of reason
Within me it lingered, burned
You performed your treason
Telling me how you loved
But never did
You said I was the one
While I grieved within
I entertained the thought
That you encouraged
And my world was wrought
With a love unnourished
You were the liar and the muse
Cause of my hope but also pain
And I never was allowed to choose
Alone or with you my fear remains
And I cannot see the truth
Monday, February 26, 2018
Battle for the soul
Peace is the objective
But war is the reality
Society is not connected
When currency is slaughter
Humans cannot stop
Not even for honor
Encased in steel
Humanity is abandoned
The answer is surreal
And the battle for the soul
Is the ongoing crisis
For anger consumes us whole
But war is the reality
Society is not connected
When currency is slaughter
Humans cannot stop
Not even for honor
Encased in steel
Humanity is abandoned
The answer is surreal
And the battle for the soul
Is the ongoing crisis
For anger consumes us whole
Sunday, February 25, 2018
My Sword Is Yours
As your servant
I gave lips to vow
To be yours
I have served you
In time I will die
And will be
A body beneath a shroud
I am ready
My knees are bent
My head is bowed
I have lived, oh Great King
In a fashion that you might be proud
I have bled, been wounded
Have fought and prayed
Did not pretend to be anything
I have been your knight
I have lived honestly
And honorably
I have had my helm and armor
Shattered and broken
My soul is a field for you unplowed
But other than my soul
I have nothing to offer
I am in the last days
Of my body's vigor
Of my soul's promise
I am yours
However
And I will raise your banner
Though my flesh decays
I refuse to be lost
Even if I am done
And know the cost
I have lived
Oh Great King
To make your name great
Among the many
And I long to be forgiven
Because battle is not clean
And I know
I am unworthy of you
I gave lips to vow
To be yours
I have served you
In time I will die
And will be
A body beneath a shroud
I am ready
My knees are bent
My head is bowed
I have lived, oh Great King
In a fashion that you might be proud
I have bled, been wounded
Have fought and prayed
Did not pretend to be anything
I have been your knight
I have lived honestly
And honorably
I have had my helm and armor
Shattered and broken
My soul is a field for you unplowed
But other than my soul
I have nothing to offer
I am in the last days
Of my body's vigor
Of my soul's promise
I am yours
However
And I will raise your banner
Though my flesh decays
I refuse to be lost
Even if I am done
And know the cost
I have lived
Oh Great King
To make your name great
Among the many
And I long to be forgiven
Because battle is not clean
And I know
I am unworthy of you
Saturday, February 24, 2018
Distant Kingdom
Eyes that see beyond the material realm
Thoughts that create new worlds
Hands that hold powers that condemn
Wisdom that divines swine from pearls
The cosmos shiver in tribulation
Upon words of this king
Knowledge born with the ancients
Warriors with armor ringed
Bow before the throne
Fall before the cosmic being
Who possesses power beyond imagination
All before him fall
Able to turn steel to rust
Able to turn dust to bone
Time is this king, king of all creation
Thoughts that create new worlds
Hands that hold powers that condemn
Wisdom that divines swine from pearls
The cosmos shiver in tribulation
Upon words of this king
Knowledge born with the ancients
Warriors with armor ringed
Bow before the throne
Fall before the cosmic being
Who possesses power beyond imagination
All before him fall
Able to turn steel to rust
Able to turn dust to bone
Time is this king, king of all creation
Friday, February 23, 2018
No hope in Damnation
Damnation and doom
Offered no hope
But still
After death I assumed
Nothing was left
For me
In the world of the living
I saw the void
And stepped into oblivion
But I was not alone
The infinite expanse
Of eternity
Was not a final stop
It was not my home
It was the medium
For a tapestry
Of human lives
Woven together
In the celestial streams
And golden strands
Of forever
Until the creator
Births me into a new universe
I wait, patient, and happy
Because tomorrow
And forever
Are limitless
Offered no hope
But still
After death I assumed
Nothing was left
For me
In the world of the living
I saw the void
And stepped into oblivion
But I was not alone
The infinite expanse
Of eternity
Was not a final stop
It was not my home
It was the medium
For a tapestry
Of human lives
Woven together
In the celestial streams
And golden strands
Of forever
Until the creator
Births me into a new universe
I wait, patient, and happy
Because tomorrow
And forever
Are limitless
Thursday, February 22, 2018
Could have done better
I could have done better
By you
I could have tried
Given the full measure
I've been left bitter
By the truth
I should have died
Sold my soul to the highest bidder
And now
There is nothing left
Nothing matters
Any longer
I remember a time golden
A time so fine
But I'm not there
And that feels wrong
And the end is here
Capricious and wicked
I could have done better
I surely should
By you
I could have tried
Given the full measure
I've been left bitter
By the truth
I should have died
Sold my soul to the highest bidder
And now
There is nothing left
Nothing matters
Any longer
I remember a time golden
A time so fine
But I'm not there
And that feels wrong
And the end is here
Capricious and wicked
I could have done better
I surely should
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
The Purest Truth
You called me from a sleep
A somnolence of my flesh
Cast deep into dream
Trapped in paradise
With you I am blessed
With you I rise
Ascension has no toll
Every moment I spend
Embraced by your soul
There is only bliss
I have spent this existence
Searching for heaven
And if I am fortunate
Eternity will capture me
Eternity will redeem
And I long to be
Swallowed whole
Love me
Hold me
Embrace this flesh
Love me
Love me
I long to take a breath
Of air your lungs have shared
Of love your heart has beat
I long for you
I want you
Your love is the purest truth
A somnolence of my flesh
Cast deep into dream
Trapped in paradise
With you I am blessed
With you I rise
Ascension has no toll
Every moment I spend
Embraced by your soul
There is only bliss
I have spent this existence
Searching for heaven
And if I am fortunate
Eternity will capture me
Eternity will redeem
And I long to be
Swallowed whole
Love me
Hold me
Embrace this flesh
Love me
Love me
I long to take a breath
Of air your lungs have shared
Of love your heart has beat
I long for you
I want you
Your love is the purest truth
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
The Eyes of Oblivion
I see the survivors
They have eyes
Empty from the pain
They have seen oblivion
And returned
Again
Curse to live a broken life
Avoiding again
The hunger
Of living without
Food or love
Safety or freedom
The hunger burns
Inside
The soul commits suicide
While the bodies
Never die
But become dust
Mud
And ash
The burning fires
Of modernity
Will destroy the world
Regardless of the innocence
Or the cause
Or smoke covering the earth
And in the sky
Like a curse
Worse than my very birth
Less a stain
More a violent death
Unannounced
Ignored
And thought
Worthless
They have eyes
Empty from the pain
They have seen oblivion
And returned
Again
Curse to live a broken life
Avoiding again
The hunger
Of living without
Food or love
Safety or freedom
The hunger burns
Inside
The soul commits suicide
While the bodies
Never die
But become dust
Mud
And ash
The burning fires
Of modernity
Will destroy the world
Regardless of the innocence
Or the cause
Or smoke covering the earth
And in the sky
Like a curse
Worse than my very birth
Less a stain
More a violent death
Unannounced
Ignored
And thought
Worthless
Monday, February 19, 2018
Hope of the Elysian Fields
I grieve for the lost
For the never loved
For the ones who are hurt
And those without someone
Who can heal their wounds
Who can heal their soul
I grieve for the broken
I grieve for the never whole
I grieve for the crying
Who cannot be consoled
Because there is hope
There is a place
We all can be
There is a love
That can redeem
And I sorrow
I sorrow for the souls
Who have given in
Who have given up
With wounds within
And a bleeding
That can't be controlled
But there is a healer
There is a holy land
The fields of Elysium
Where I hold the creator's hand
And we walk
With gentle breeze
And sunlight
And peace
For the never loved
For the ones who are hurt
And those without someone
Who can heal their wounds
Who can heal their soul
I grieve for the broken
I grieve for the never whole
I grieve for the crying
Who cannot be consoled
Because there is hope
There is a place
We all can be
There is a love
That can redeem
And I sorrow
I sorrow for the souls
Who have given in
Who have given up
With wounds within
And a bleeding
That can't be controlled
But there is a healer
There is a holy land
The fields of Elysium
Where I hold the creator's hand
And we walk
With gentle breeze
And sunlight
And peace
Sunday, February 18, 2018
Cloaked in Sin
She was cloaked in the shadows
Her eyes, though, penetrated the dim
I saw her flesh beckoning
Spurred my yearning within
Her body was painted in glory
Her voice chimed with lust
I saw her there in that moment
And I learned why her name was sin
Saturday, February 17, 2018
A Rebel
A rebel, he didn't fit
The government wanted him
But they were wrong
And he'd resist
It used to be
He'd say
A man could walk freely
Could raise a family
Could follow his own path
But now
He was seen as a criminal
For doing what his kin
Had always done
He rose his fist
Screamed his independence
And called for his people
To do the same
Soon he was shackled
Around the wrists
And walked to a gallows
Waiting
For his fate
But at last
He was heard
The people would rise to fight
But he hung
At midnight
And into the wind
He would twist
And shake
The government wanted him
But they were wrong
And he'd resist
It used to be
He'd say
A man could walk freely
Could raise a family
Could follow his own path
But now
He was seen as a criminal
For doing what his kin
Had always done
He rose his fist
Screamed his independence
And called for his people
To do the same
Soon he was shackled
Around the wrists
And walked to a gallows
Waiting
For his fate
But at last
He was heard
The people would rise to fight
But he hung
At midnight
And into the wind
He would twist
And shake
Friday, February 16, 2018
Poured out
Under her watch
I was frozen in my step
I looked away in fear
My hope dislodged
From hiding in her web
My face covered in tears
I can't resist her power
She owns my breath
And I cannot portend
Her presence towers
I am now bereft
And I cannot pretend
My life is a stain
I will never rise
Despite their words
Again and again
They say remain
But my life's vigor
Has fled
I was frozen in my step
I looked away in fear
My hope dislodged
From hiding in her web
My face covered in tears
I can't resist her power
She owns my breath
And I cannot portend
Her presence towers
I am now bereft
And I cannot pretend
My life is a stain
I will never rise
Despite their words
Again and again
They say remain
But my life's vigor
Has fled
Thursday, February 15, 2018
Lift up the voices
My ashes float
Upon the winds
As the flames burn my remains
Light the fire
Let the choirs sing
Around the pyre
Let my ashes rise
Lift me above the mire
And let me meet the king
After all
After this life's spirit
Has taken wing
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Across the Danube
Across the Danube a city slept
We were aware of her fate
For we soon would be her executioner
The few who walked the street walked quickly
For the night was both beautiful
And dangerous
But until we struck
In the dimlight of the moon
They never knew how dangerous
This night would become
We had come to punish them
To let them all know
That no one insults the Empire
No matter the distance away
Nor their pride
We were the arms of the Emperor
We were the venom of the snake
By using us in combat
No tribe could endure
No tribe could survive
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Along the Wall
My home was Germania
But I fought for the 9th
We fought in Caledonia
A land so fierce
A wall was built
To stop at least for a moment
The tide of the Picts
The Picts followed the signs
As read by a mystic leader
They were superstitious
They were wild
One dead or twenty
They never stopped
And in all of Albion
They were the only tribe
To kill a legion
Of the Emperor
But I fought for the 9th
We fought in Caledonia
A land so fierce
A wall was built
To stop at least for a moment
The tide of the Picts
The Picts followed the signs
As read by a mystic leader
They were superstitious
They were wild
One dead or twenty
They never stopped
And in all of Albion
They were the only tribe
To kill a legion
Of the Emperor
Monday, February 12, 2018
Shadow Lingered
The shadow that lingered
Promises to pass
The anticipation soon covers
A heart that was darkened
With all hope smothered
Echoes of nothing lingering
There is only silence and quiet
And we wait to harken
For the trumpet's call
Where after we rise
And enters the warrior messiah
All who looked become enthralled
For he is beautiful
His eyes are cosmic jewels
His strength is present
And none but fools
Dare oppose him
And with his arrival
I am content
That the evil that threatens
Will be tamed
Killed and damned
With a gesture of his hand
All sorrow is banished
And the grieving made whole
As the kingdom welcomes home
Her children
Promises to pass
The anticipation soon covers
A heart that was darkened
With all hope smothered
Echoes of nothing lingering
There is only silence and quiet
And we wait to harken
For the trumpet's call
Where after we rise
And enters the warrior messiah
All who looked become enthralled
For he is beautiful
His eyes are cosmic jewels
His strength is present
And none but fools
Dare oppose him
And with his arrival
I am content
That the evil that threatens
Will be tamed
Killed and damned
With a gesture of his hand
All sorrow is banished
And the grieving made whole
As the kingdom welcomes home
Her children
Sunday, February 11, 2018
Saturday, February 10, 2018
Innocence lost
The end of the innocence
Began when we learned
With every two deaths
Three are born
If the dead met violence
It is applauded
As some kind of murder porn
We go to war
To entertain our deviance
We refuse to mourn
For the next war
Is just around the corner
We await the next bomb
Or terrorist strike
For life grows tedious
When the struggle is found
In the daily boredom
Of earning the wages
Of the day
Image from the movie Metropolis
Began when we learned
With every two deaths
Three are born
If the dead met violence
It is applauded
As some kind of murder porn
We go to war
To entertain our deviance
We refuse to mourn
For the next war
Is just around the corner
We await the next bomb
Or terrorist strike
For life grows tedious
When the struggle is found
In the daily boredom
Of earning the wages
Of the day
Image from the movie Metropolis
Friday, February 9, 2018
Far Beneath Your Reach
I fell down
Far beneath your reach
And Lord help me please
I know that you couldn't
You couldn't know
The depth of corruption
Within my soul
Nothing could delay my destruction
My soul's abduction
The complete devastation in control
My being's entire consumption
Answered
By the fires of desire
By the chains of lust
My being will be spread to the winds
Ashes to ash, dust to dust
Far beneath your reach
And Lord help me please
I know that you couldn't
You couldn't know
The depth of corruption
Within my soul
Nothing could delay my destruction
My soul's abduction
The complete devastation in control
My being's entire consumption
Answered
By the fires of desire
By the chains of lust
My being will be spread to the winds
Ashes to ash, dust to dust
Thursday, February 8, 2018
That damn letter
When you sent me the letter
Explaining why I was not the one
Who would make you better
It crushed me in every way
Despite your gentle explanations
I stopped caring enough to play
Love's musical chairs
Again
I stopped caring enough
To live knowing
You no longer loved
Well after
I'd seen the sun
And felt my spirit fly
You were my reason why
And nothing since could be done
To explain my resolve
Never to be in love
Or be loved
Again
Explaining why I was not the one
Who would make you better
It crushed me in every way
Despite your gentle explanations
I stopped caring enough to play
Love's musical chairs
Again
I stopped caring enough
To live knowing
You no longer loved
Well after
I'd seen the sun
And felt my spirit fly
You were my reason why
And nothing since could be done
To explain my resolve
Never to be in love
Or be loved
Again
Wednesday, February 7, 2018
A View
Looking to the past
Is like standing on a mountain's top
And realizing, how far it would be
To fall
So beautiful there
With thin air
And you can hear the call
Of your youth
Calling you to remember
Saying to keep your soul
Young
And free
But youth is spent
Far too much
Upon the young
While the price of wisdom
Is so dear
You are willing just to be done
So long as there is no more pain
Of loss
The inevitable cost
Of being
Is like standing on a mountain's top
And realizing, how far it would be
To fall
So beautiful there
With thin air
And you can hear the call
Of your youth
Calling you to remember
Saying to keep your soul
Young
And free
But youth is spent
Far too much
Upon the young
While the price of wisdom
Is so dear
You are willing just to be done
So long as there is no more pain
Of loss
The inevitable cost
Of being
Tuesday, February 6, 2018
Drowning in tears
You wanted two hearts
To beat as one
But your math is wrong
I have only one half
Never able to regenerate
And heal
You tell me I need to start
But I long before had begun
The journey is so long
My life living in the aftermath
The cost of loss was too great
I can no longer feel
And will never
Again
Love can cure all things
But if you are lose the one
Who gave you it
The reasons to live
Are gone
Gone
To beat as one
But your math is wrong
I have only one half
Never able to regenerate
And heal
You tell me I need to start
But I long before had begun
The journey is so long
My life living in the aftermath
The cost of loss was too great
I can no longer feel
And will never
Again
Love can cure all things
But if you are lose the one
Who gave you it
The reasons to live
Are gone
Gone
Monday, February 5, 2018
Watching a Swan
I watch as the beautiful swan
Swims in the nearby pond
It makes the only sound
And I hear its cry thereupon
Silently I abscond
Avoiding the very ground
You walked on
But why bother
You are a virus
I cannot recover from
I can't release you
I can't burn you out
I cannot escape
Your wrath is pious
Your hate is righteous
And I expect you'll smother
Me
With shame and nonetheless
I know who I am
And ignoring my fate
Is better than any destiny
I could choose
Swims in the nearby pond
It makes the only sound
And I hear its cry thereupon
Silently I abscond
Avoiding the very ground
You walked on
But why bother
You are a virus
I cannot recover from
I can't release you
I can't burn you out
I cannot escape
Your wrath is pious
Your hate is righteous
And I expect you'll smother
Me
With shame and nonetheless
I know who I am
And ignoring my fate
Is better than any destiny
I could choose
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Shiny things
Shiny things and nudity
Steal our attention
We are undone
By the things we condemn
By the things we shun
It is a war of attrition over time
And there is no contrition
Lust is a beast
Its gaze melts the watcher
Our minds are distracted
Decay damnation are our portion
We are confused
Our focus lost
There is no lucidity
When one meets
Eye to eye
The beast inside
Everyone speaks
No one listens
Society kills itself
All it loves
All it worships
It commits deicide
In its final act
Of volition
Steal our attention
We are undone
By the things we condemn
By the things we shun
It is a war of attrition over time
And there is no contrition
Lust is a beast
Its gaze melts the watcher
Our minds are distracted
Decay damnation are our portion
We are confused
Our focus lost
There is no lucidity
When one meets
Eye to eye
The beast inside
Everyone speaks
No one listens
Society kills itself
All it loves
All it worships
It commits deicide
In its final act
Of volition
Saturday, February 3, 2018
The Veil
The term for what I feel
Is self hate
Because
Without you
I just wait
To cover myself
With the veil of death
When my life is over
And there is nothing left
To sleep and dream
Being still alone
To have known you
In my heart
And in my mind
But never together
In this reality
I long for you
But you are a thought
A moment
A dream of someplace
Where I can be alive
I am fooling myself
And will never know
Your touch
Your love
My body is cold
I am alone
Forever without you
In these
My heart's catacombs
Is self hate
Because
Without you
I just wait
To cover myself
With the veil of death
When my life is over
And there is nothing left
To sleep and dream
Being still alone
To have known you
In my heart
And in my mind
But never together
In this reality
I long for you
But you are a thought
A moment
A dream of someplace
Where I can be alive
I am fooling myself
And will never know
Your touch
Your love
My body is cold
I am alone
Forever without you
In these
My heart's catacombs
Friday, February 2, 2018
Why I Ride
I am thought a curse
Across humanity
Fear and sorrow
The legacy
I ride the pale horse
What I do
Is not a function of morality
Rather I am the servant of time
I was created by the maker
The machine of time is cruel
I do not love what I do
I am neither malicious nor kind
I simply follow the rules
Set forth by the creator
Beauty, Greed, Power are the children
Of vanity
The humans who long for them are fools
They worship self
Enter into a pact
With idolatry
They celebrate their own insanity
Thinking they shall never die
But just as one lives
They should realize
Everything that begins ends
No I am not adored
I am, however, unable to be ignored
I am not boastful
I do not suffer conceit
Swiftly my scythe will fall
For death does not equivocate
Death is not a punishment
It is the reward
I am honest
Whether your life was fulfilling
Or if it were incomplete
I am never late
I offer no apology
Across humanity
Fear and sorrow
The legacy
I ride the pale horse
What I do
Is not a function of morality
Rather I am the servant of time
I was created by the maker
The machine of time is cruel
I do not love what I do
I am neither malicious nor kind
I simply follow the rules
Set forth by the creator
Beauty, Greed, Power are the children
Of vanity
The humans who long for them are fools
They worship self
Enter into a pact
With idolatry
They celebrate their own insanity
Thinking they shall never die
But just as one lives
They should realize
Everything that begins ends
No I am not adored
I am, however, unable to be ignored
I am not boastful
I do not suffer conceit
Swiftly my scythe will fall
For death does not equivocate
Death is not a punishment
It is the reward
I am honest
Whether your life was fulfilling
Or if it were incomplete
I am never late
I offer no apology
Thursday, February 1, 2018
Her Excellence
The morning was clear
The scent hanging in the air
Was all things floral
She was laying upon the royal barge
As it moved slowly
She was uncovered by clothing
Her pristine beauty nearly sacred
Unaffected by the royal quarrels
In the distant palace
Her body was in repose, still
With the breeze cooling her
It was as if this immortal queen,
Simply floating
Was communing with the many gods
Still as a statue or corpse of an mortal
Yet clearly alive
Even electric
The glowing
From the blessed Aten
Upon her beautiful flesh
When I gazed at her
I lost my breath
In my reckless ways
For her beauty so elegant
Her features so nuanced
My heart could barely stop beating
For fear
For if she looked my way
And saw my gaze
I'd be crushed for the pretense
Of being a mortal man
Gazing at a woman of eminence
And not knowing what to say
So I kept silent
Knowing I was nothing
Compared to her magnificence
The scent hanging in the air
Was all things floral
She was laying upon the royal barge
As it moved slowly
She was uncovered by clothing
Her pristine beauty nearly sacred
Unaffected by the royal quarrels
In the distant palace
Her body was in repose, still
With the breeze cooling her
It was as if this immortal queen,
Simply floating
Was communing with the many gods
Still as a statue or corpse of an mortal
Yet clearly alive
Even electric
The glowing
From the blessed Aten
Upon her beautiful flesh
When I gazed at her
I lost my breath
In my reckless ways
For her beauty so elegant
Her features so nuanced
My heart could barely stop beating
For fear
For if she looked my way
And saw my gaze
I'd be crushed for the pretense
Of being a mortal man
Gazing at a woman of eminence
And not knowing what to say
So I kept silent
Knowing I was nothing
Compared to her magnificence
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