I am a man amongst but men.
dearth of viles that tread the hubris of but my foil.
trials and tribulations of mine, are but ubiquitous to My realm.
within I the Virtues effervescent, ever present, etched beyond this mortal coil.
Eyes see shuffles of fools shuffling, huddling, meddling, hitering and withering!
quivering in insipid hoards, fatigue lay waste to their bereft souls!
I gaze upon above, there is -- cannot be -- no hope
; but below they implore -- to no doubt escape my scorn?
-- YES! -- for I AM Ozymandias! king of kings!
look upon my works ye and despair! Nothing beside remains.
for besides was, yet can nevermore be great -- laid for waste by the sands, escapes of which not men, but a haze!
...yet i shall stand ***** -- above -- above all the rest?
declared have i this mortal coil shall not wither -- n'er shuffle, nor huddle -- like men thither?
for my virtues are... ineffaced through numerous toils?
or is my perseverance akin to, YE, oh foil?
surely Y'er vile and decrepit fate, cannot subject upon me its gaze?
perchance? oh how that would -- not -- be deranged!
for I AM Ozymandias...
...yet I am -- but -- a man amongst men -- who escaped Ozymandias, within the sand
Jul 20, 2022
Jul 20, 2022 at 7:42 PM UTC
Deep dive into the abyss.
Would you?
Defiant, deadly, deep.
They are but akin to me?
Surpass those fears, those fears that fear.
Would you do it for me?
Plunge forth, my allure presides.
Precedent warns, you must deny.
Pledge you shall: to me your soul;
Your soul fickle -- with me you're whole.
I Do matter, matter naught else
Is it not true?
We. We are. And We shall be true
We are, we shall, be forever
Entwined
As, in me, you find -- refuge
Resign.
to me resign your self, your soul.
I will devour yourself, but whole
You will find no life, but I will you
And once again we will be forever "the two."
Dive into the depth of me
And once again you will find me.
Lose yourself, yourself has lost
You are once again beside me.
Come. Come. Come.
Come. Come. Come
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 1:39 PM UTC
"why mustn’t it fail?"
Why mustn’t -- He fails.
Trenched in the sand, from whence It hails?
From the mirages treacherous, Thenceforth It prevails, yet,
Implore He must, Its ignorance prevails.
It fights Its fights; Its inquiries It derails:
It is a because, not a why not a may(be).
He; shallow his origin as the queries He concocts
why must He question, why mustn’t... He fails.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
Past the Tempest,
See not through;
'morrow defiles your view --
Naught is rage.
See you the pain, the suffering, the rain
What eludes is awake, awakend Land
Land agraze, Land that cleanses -- cleanses the root of pain
Strip thy trees of despise, thy Sycamores of ever growing wants.
Take it away, afar from memory.
Remaining is Love, Unity, Solidarity
'gainst the land, that land which gives you view, view past the Tempest.
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 12:21 PM UTC
Live Life
Life, Live.
Live livid
Live small? Does one Live at all?
lust Life
linger longer
lug loads
love loads
luck lies, love grows
Life: Live
Love: Grow
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
Authenticate, Assauge, Attest
We never let it rest.
Berate Beget defeat
Yet does one not follow like sheep?
Cycles of Servile Sentiment,
Does one Debate, Detest?
Endure, Endow till End
Never to Negate; its best
Break
this chain — its best
To learn to be your best,
It’s best
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
Life is but an endless plunge,
It is only when the harness of death
takes to you --
That deliverance is undone.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 5:14 PM UTC
Wilt, wilt in silence, among the bustle.
An overcast prevails upon you.
Escape, and drown — submerge yourself in the system
Become the system;
harrowing sights have you experienced?
Harrowing sights you shall assume.
There is no escape, only entry.
Prevail or fail — to win or to care.
Such is the system of this land, the cesspools of vice are stagnant on top, ******* the light that makes it past the cover of clouds, famished are those who reside under.
Yet, every so often, a ripple of water drops into the river of despair — its energy coursing through the minuscule circumference of its impact— and it sits, sits atop the filthy black waste and slowly diffuses…
into the filth as though it belonged, to oppress those who bear the same burden.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC