I heard a call from heaven, I saw a fever dream
Of a land my kin would live in and joy would reign supreme.
But the land of the pure has blood in her waters
Of the children she bore, both the sons and the daughters.
There is poison in her air, her streets awash with shame.
How long shall her people suffer these perils in her name ?
Where justice is all but rare for the ones of wealth and fame
and her defenders sold her bare for fortunes and petty gain.
Her clerics were no different, they were but the same.
Men of God with Godless morals, who put us infidels to shame.
So we wait for spring's embrace, in this garden of yours and mine.
But winter is a mighty foe and it hangs on to every vine.
Jun 29, 2022
Jun 29, 2022 at 2:54 PM UTC
It happens at once
and sometimes in stages.
In days and months
and sometimes in ages.
In distant lands
and the strangest of places
Touches your hand
then leaves with no traces.
Fortune is but
a foul mistress
that favors the brave
and deserts the shitless.
Jun 22, 2022
Jun 22, 2022 at 1:30 PM UTC
I think about Blackholes and I think about You.
How they draw in planets and how I'm drawn to You.
How there's one at the center of this universe
and how my universe all but centers around You.
But they're light years away and so are You.
The universe is dark and the stars are but few.
13 billion years of existence and not a single clue.
The universe's mystery is humbled only by You.
They say Blackholes are born when stars begin to die.
How is something so dark born of something so bright ?
That's what I wonder when I think of Blackholes
and all I can wonder..
..when I think of You and I.
Jun 18, 2022
Jun 18, 2022 at 2:22 PM UTC
Volumes spoken in a smile,
one she hadn't seen awhile.
Reminiscent of a past forgotten
and love that stood a timeless trial.
Mistaken For Strangers
in a state of denial.
Two lovers came closer
and grew distant by miles.
Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 1:40 PM UTC
I got one look,
never a second glance.
I was running late and
time was not in my hands.
She was art that
only few would understand,
who saw her once
wouldn't need a second glance.
I was a different kind,
the kind with no plans
to fall for someone only
at second glance.
Little did I know
as my heart took a chance
one look was all it took,
never a second glance.
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 5:32 AM UTC
Addiction
I feel it become
a part of me.
A touch of lips
and smiles so awkwardly.
I want it so bad
I see it come on to me.
So in love Oh Lord,
What has befallen me ?
I hear it calling me
"Why did you become a part of me ?"
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 6:51 AM UTC
She is gone.
Realization.
Strikes you like lightning
amidst a storm of uncertainty.
How I wish it wasn't so but what else can it be.
But I'll wait.
Patience.
Like holding on to the fiery strands of your past
and having nostalgia scarred on your skin.
How I wish it wasn't so but what else could it have been.
For how long ?
Angst.
Since the day I sowed the seed of labour and
watched it grow into servitude.
How I wish it wasn't so but what else has life to offer you.
But what if ?
Distrust.
Like a slow poison feeding off your conscience and
creeping into your heart.
How I wish it wasn't so but what else could these times impart.
Maybe someday.
Hope.
Rejuvenation ensues around you like wildfire in a dead forest.
How I wish it wasn't so but alas you fall victim to a false promise.
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 12:57 PM UTC
Threw caution to the wind;
****** my breath in;
A leap of faith taken;
A leap into nothing.
Answers awaiting,
tongue 's hesitating,
memories are fading,
a leap of faith taken.
Rare sorts of amazement.
I stand there, gazing,
this fear starts invading
before a leap of faith taken.
Motions to halt;
Emotions at fault.
Face says it all;
A story in making.
Yet I stand tall,
delusion breaking my fall;
"I'm in love with you, doll !"
Says I'm "mistaken".
See folly at play
but who is to say ?
that she might not stay
when I ask with patience.
A life in decay,
mind drifting astray
eyes shifting away,
heart succumbing to decadence.
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
I remember peace as it was,
imperfect and flawed but mine to keep.
Rainy days were greeted with awe,
nights were adorned with harmonious sleep.
I remember the sky as it was,
clouded and red but mine to keep.
Hosting the dreams of the millions below
a citadel for lovers dying to meet.
I remember the flowers as they were,
young and naive but mine to keep.
Blooming on a dead man's accord,
his widow, beside, eyeing her treats.
I remember smiles as they were,
corrupted and vile but mine to keep.
They seem much too busy now
aiding the faces in hiding their grief.
I remember freedom as it was,
constrained and limited but mine to keep.
Imprisoned in homes and imprisoned within self,
silence wages wars on my defying speech.
I remember faith as it was,
blind and delusive but mine to keep.
Lost to the times and the wars of men
that laughed at us, finding belief.
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
This is not a love poem.
That was not love I fell in.
Rose covered graves,
is it death that I'm smelling ?
Fate knocks on my door
and I don't bat an eye.
"Fate can't be ignored !"
well neither can I.
Winter spread across the world
as the days went by.
My men fled the lands
to catch the last of the tides.
Preachers deep in prayer,
seek refuge from the skies.
Monasteries abandoned
in pursuit of the tides.
Drowning in herself,
in service to her pride.
Not a law left unbroken
now show me one I can abide.
Mountains took shelter
where I chose to reside.
Born to the storms that
cast terror upon the tides.
The storms called my name
until I saw it in those eyes.
Disbelief had all but claimed
what I'd salvaged from the tides.
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 6:02 AM UTC