Entombed amidst her secret crypt,
Eclipsed beneath clumps most tranquil;
Free from meshes and muddles kept,
Her wit and sense to feed my quill.

From clamorous cares I oft escape,
Into thicket whence thoughts she thrills;
To be aroused by lush landscape,
From whence within my fount she fills.

Amidst her ***** whence thoughts bloom,
Lies fantasia beyond this realm;
From cryptic and grotesque and gloom,
To glad ardor from engrossed helm.

From her caress my ink I spill,
Like streams and dreams as rivers flow;
To stanzas strummed from heaven's hill...
That hearth and home whence spirits glow.

My soul's ensnared
By hidden hooks of hell;
Enslaved to grieves
Begotten by anguish and death...
Entrapped at the floating lawn,
Between the edges of hades and hell;
Satan and sin seek my soul,
But on bended knees I emptied myself
"My Lord and my God!"
"Let this damnation Passover me!!"

His unique style
Formed my elementary;
But those thou art,
Some coveted like adultery.

For him was coined
A word more like idolatry;
Just to worship him
In the altar of bardolatry.

Lord...
Take me instead!
Spare her,
From grasp of dead...

Hallow, most serene,
Wooed with words wonderfully woven
Into love scrolls and scrips;
That delighted the pages of her heart...

Suddenly, his wind strayed,
Became the author of all her pains;
Scrambling every word...
Haling, hurling, hurting; till they taunt.

Love died that fateful day,
Buried beneath bosoms of frustration;
Amongst tormenting thorns,
To sprout anew, bud and blossom but....

She lingers, assured someday,
She'll become the bouquet on his gravestone;
Whence fate will cheer and jeer.

O' my strand of love; the very last in all existence. With all your breath and blood, you affectionately knotted my body, soul and spirit unto your *****; recreated my nightmares into the dreams that breathed my fantasies into the reality, whose memories I can't let go into extinct.  Though, battered and bruised, wretched and wounded; you were that unbroken tenderness, that breathed with her last breath and bled unto her last blood that I may not only live, but also, thrive in the most wonderful love ever... From this day, unto my last and beyond, for you I'll live and die for.  With all the love I possess, I'm yours and all you ever wished for in this life and the next...

Erase
Helmet of war
Engrave
Symbol of peace
Dialogue's
Key...

Swallowed up in the shadow of shallow stream,
Trails of twilight touted and taunted ignorance
To gulp elusive sanity, as he sinks and drowns
Beneath the crypt of folly; whence ere entwined
That twain kinfolks of obsession and deviltry.

In time, their crude creases passion eased away,
Breathing into existence flames of frenzy fervors;
As refining fire fueled by fervency and urgency,
Consuming needs beyond the bounds of mere wants;
Whence envy desires to covet all unto parsimony.

And then came that era when wisdom crept in,
Streaming crystal rays at the dawn of realization,
To redeem those unruly nights of ignorance and passion
With that sunrise of contentment once craves for;
As sanity walked hand in hand with piety as purity...

And now, in the trying pathway of this earthly sojourn;
I've drank from that overflowing cups of ignorance,
'Been set aflame in the burning lake of irresistible passion,
And soothed by this tranquil zephyr of divine purity...
Yet in all these, life'e invisible hands is still weaving me...

Forever O' Lord, Thy Word is established...
Never wavering like leaf tossed about in the wind;
But is steadfast to fulfill as accomplished,
That very purpose from the start it was designed.

But amidst the soul of the dead of the night,
Wolves in sheep clothing secretly crept into the fold;
Tares they sowed amongst the seeds of light,
Then nurtured their darkness until they became bold.

With words most sublime many they deceived,
Dressing the Word of God in coats of many colours;
Leading those who heeded and gladly received,
Astray from the Cross into the pathway of grandeur.

A den and refuge of thieves they recreated,
From sanctuaries once known as places of prayer...
Covetousness sanctimoniously consecrated,
From God's altars their incense engulfed every layer.

Their deeds ridiculed the righteousness of God,
That the holiness of this upright God is ill spoken of.
Yet at every street corner they cry "Lord, Lord!"
But these open display like the Pharisees aren't enough.

Quickly they forgot God can never be mocked,
But all will someday reap whatsoever evil they sowed...
Like weeds from Garden of Eden were plucked,
Surely shall they be cut and burned like ***** of old.

I've seen this on a movie,
A shade or two in real life;
Both ended up very sadly,
None was worth the while.

Money's so good no doubt,
But to what effect is money;
If the lover you made it for,
Ends up never loving you?

In it lies the root of all evil,
This kind will steal my joy;
Fly faraway with my peace,
These things I value most.

What shall it profit a man,
To gain this whole world;
Then lost his soul forever,
For money that fleets away.

And then...
A diffident embrace,
Hankered after bedeviled yearning.
Instead, butterfly kisses,
She planted 'pon breathless lips;
Scarved my neck
And schlepped,
Into mystery miles of misty memories...

But now...
That yesterday lingers forever,
Leaving evocative footprints
Left behind by flirtatious fragrance,
That oft beguile my pathway,
Into memories of her;
Whence fantasy atones reality...

Breathe thy sinful breath upon my solemn soul;
Let thy fragrance stir and arouse my entombed passion.
****** my dead desire from the grasp of heaven;
Tempt me into hell's unquenchable fire beyond comprehension.

Make naked love to me in wild warring arms of heaven and hell,
Let me wholly burn in fury fire and beautiful bliss;
Till ashes are enraptured into pixie dust enchanted to yell
My death into life over and over again with ease.

Elysian beaut embraces this thorn,
His turbulence twirls tamed to tranquil's thrills;
Cocoon most calm quells troubled toss and turn,
Whence once a love tried and proven still spills.

Her presence soothes, besotted with splendor;
His soul surrendered to inhale pure bliss...
Aura most awed with allure to adore;
Herein, passion kisses peace with much ease.

In return he worships, unto her worst...
Watches her lay on whispers' warmth worthwhile;
Her face the finest fantasy he lusts,
Her place none will replace; come miles nor smiles.

For love most ethereal like ours still live,
Ourselves wholeheartedly we poured to give...

In your absence...

My thoughts
Your nakedness besets
My fantasies
Your lechery buffets...

This' reality...
Enrapture me with your presence.

From same origin,
Man and beast in harmony;
Different destinies.

My days of yesterdays,
All flew and faded away;
But winds of memories,
They left as trails behind.

My past begot this day...
The moment I live within;
My now is who I really am,
The only one I'm so sure of.

Where tomorrow will lead,
I know not this unknown;
Yet my faith with my fate,
This I must strive to keep.

For every twist and turn,
On the pathway of my life;
I'll walk along with destiny
Into what lies ahead of me.

Perhap, my end shall come,
When my past and present
Shall meet with my future;
In somewhere beyond here.

This life has known impatience;
‘Tempted and caressed by her deceptive wrath,
Defiled in her cradle of penitence
Ravished in her creased sheets of lustful hurt.

Deserted in the middle of nowhere
Between this roaring lion and deep raging sea,
I became the victim of my own care;
Left stranded in the very last place I hate to be.

But the heaven never faded above me,
Nor sun’s crystal rays that reached out for my soul.
The earth did not disappear beneath me;
For mercy found me and kept me intact and whole.

She nudged me into the arms of patience,
Who wrought her perfect work in and through me.
‘Took me to a place of peaceful existence,
Where I’m made complete, to lack none and set free.

She’s my lost innocence,
Who refused to fade into oblivion.
My aggrieved existence,
Whose silent wounds are my scion.

‘Known since I was a child,
She hasn’t grown but still the same;
A child once gentle and mild,
Beseeching me to avenge her shame.

You can’t see her but I do,
Her plea for justice no one can hear;
I only wish you have a clue
Of this abused whose hurt won’t disappear.

As grave beckons upon this mortal breath,
And that day came, when existence shall cease;
Gladly shall I embrace the beck of death,
To sail through life’ shore to that realm of bliss.

‘Yond this bound, whence breath will matter no more
Shall this life be measure by length fulfilled,
Or by rare wealth of allure and splendor;
Along this sojourn treasured and unveiled?

But those moments spent with Euphemia;
That took my breath away ‘pon shooting stars,
And turned routine into euphoria;
Sealed with smile and laughter, as balm to scars.

My fulfilment will not be found in years,
Neither in abundance nor in length of days;
But in those rare moments shared without fears,
Whose golden footprints no time can erase.

I've always thought
Love eventually ends up,
Ripping hearts apart
And shredding souls to pieces;
But wrong I was...
You picked up my tatters,
Stitch every bit back
Into a colorful rainbow
And made me an evidence of love.

Like boundless estranged snowflakes,
You breathed your cruel boisterous blizzard;
Freezing every warmth ever woven in me
From crystal sunrays into numbness.

Those streams to the altar of my heart,
Your bitter and biting pathways left frozen;
Forgotten as frigid and rigid for all eternity,
Entombed beyond salvation’s arms...

But one fortunate mistake you made;
Leaving that tiniest of crack within my depth,
To embrace that faintest strand of crystal ray
That began my journey to warmth again.

****** lifted into a faraway boundless realm;
A void where nothing else but only myself existed,
In a nowhere once lost amidst endless whelm;
All alone to atone for every sin that left me twisted.

My soul I surrendered to solitude to swallow,
My spirit I yielded to the echoes of God's whisper,
My body I forsook for the sake of tomorrow...
To have a new lease on life to live; even by a whisker.

From nothingness He appeared like my father,
Held my hand and walked me down a familiar path;
Where His words painted sky, land and water
With primordial paintbrushes of purity of the heart.

His breath, He breathed into the water to ripple;
The sky He shaded to begot cloud and the infinite land,
He tilled into brown soil to sprout trees in triple
And said, "For you I made all things anew as planned."

With these words, from my presence He vanished;
As His words reechoed and reverberated me into reality.
I stirred awake to crystal sunrays most cherished,
Streaming from sunrise into my existence's neo nativity.

Now, it's a new day, a new dawn and a new dream...
That God in my father's likeness gave me one more time;
And for me to grow I must let go to be at the helm.
From hindsight, I now know this' a prime most sublime.

To me he was kind,
To another his heart belong;
I wanted both as mine,
But was wrong and this stung.

He said I was sixteen,
But this about my feelings not age!
'Can't till I was eighteen,
So I became enraged with rage.

Thrilled till I became ill,
I set him and his house on fire.
In his absence I'd heal,
Because I've burnt up my desire.

I can now sleep at ease,
Knowing my lover rest in peace...

Thou keep me warm,
Amidst bitter freezing cold.
Like sunrise at dawn,
Thy fire I still behold to hold.

Thy coolness enfolds
I"m cosy amidst scorching sun.
Thou refresh my soul
Healing every hurt and burn.

I'm enthroned here...
In a perfect place of ardor;
Where I find peace
And my inner being I explore.

My heart's my refuge,
My abode of warmth and coolness;
My sanctuary of serenity.

Felt like a sweet dream,
Quickly altered into nightmare;
All of me started to scream,
Blindfolded craving became bare.

Soothing warm caresses,
From frenzy and fervent fingers;
Soon every touch depresses
Scorching as fury of fervent lingers.

Darkly scratches clawed
On my spider webbed existence;
My frigid soul they flawed,
Unneeded to scream for resistance.

They said they seek my end,
Descended from height of death;
Every of 'em my dark friend,
To take me from the face of earth.

You've loved me as a man,
Made me all I ever wished I should
And you gave me all you can;
As a woman could, should and would.

But I've loved you as a boy,
I've been more selfish than selfless;
I've sought only my own joy,
Without noticing your helplessness.

Until this moment in time,
It dawned on me I don't deserve you.
Before me lay my every crime,
And until now I have no single clue.

It's time to set you free for the best;
You deserve a man better than the rest.

Sweet slit and spill
Drown in its depth of darkness
Let red passion flow.

Suddenly, ardor
Felt as frigid as rigid;
Desirous enfold
Once charming and warming
Left timid as placid...

Sweet affection
Tasted so sour to spew,
Enthused kisses
Lost fantasy's flavour and fervor;
As dish, dressed in disdain.

Served without soul,
My sensitivity she spun to shun...
Me, the spurn she shoved.

Dreamt about assassination last night,
Twitchy eyeballs popped up beneath shut lids;
Rousing ghosts in gloomy valley of fright,
Once scrubbed off from the pages of past deeds...

Fettered to outbreak of wrathful revenge,
Whence vengeance kept puking ardent outrage
Thirsting for repercussion to avenge,
Blood spilled from rampage, bleeding to damage.

Disheartened by night's elusive moonbeam,
Dream took flight from cowl and cloak of unreal;
Leaving lackluster existence to dim,
Amongst baleful shadows looming to ****...

Fear retraced erased footprints for some clue,
But fate paid his due as nightmare came true...

~~~*~~~

Triumphant, this apocalyptic grin;
Baptized in sheer ecstatic debauchery,
That veiled these lips once kissed by cryptic sin;
But haunted by horrors of lechery....

This lovelorn reprisal was created,
By dreadful days her heart's framework, he razed
Amongst ashes of anguish most hated,
Leaving behind stinging stained sheets, unfazed...

Used and tossed away left her horrific,
She rose from death, a stunning femme fatale;
Whom he left to rot, felling terrific,
But by her blade, he crawled through hell's portal...

Now, turned ammunition most criticized;
An assassin, who should be ostracized.

And then, once upon a sultry twilight,
Amidst the ruins of bygones chivalry,
Whence maidens most fair lived in sheer delight;
Free from lustful relics of rivalry...

Until a day came, and a knight was born,
The toast of town once tranquil, now thrilling;
Thence, jealousy stirred up spite as wild thorns,
To ***** wanton urge to crave fulfilling...

Itches unrequited by chevalier
Under whose spell the whole realm pined away
In splendor bedazzling like chandelier
Lovelorn stings strewn damsels in disarray

These conte chronicled that sultry twilight
'Fore splendiferous valour bared as blight

~~~~~~

Then later, will come that sultry twilight,
Whence moist lips stained with warmth, those beaks will kiss,
To reverse the spell cast to eclipse light,
Through insidious vipers with hearts unease.

Him, they cooked strange from coven of contempt,
As monstrous man halved into an aves;
Whom none will forever attempt to tempt,
His elixir lost beyond avarice...

Altar possessed by essence most cryptic,
Breathed upon him, sinisterly omen,
Fanned into frenzy most epileptic,
'Pon this bound besieged to efface women.

'Fore that once upon a sultry twilight,
Darkness gnawed all fresh and bones into flight.

~~~~~~

And now, once upon this sultry twilight,
That monster they created spoiled the living,
Into desolate and deserted site,
With venoms from fang of unforgiven...

Save for that last damsel left to be stung;
The fairest of them all found from time past;
Apotropaic maid, serene and strong,
Condemned to kiss away that spell once cast.

He aimed to slay, instead her lips he touched...
As curse recoiled, estranged from evil hold,
Till every grouch from within him was hushed
To find the future, lost in past foretold.

And now, once upon that sultry twilight,
He kissed those lips fated to make wrong right...

I've become a victim
To my own rapacious desire,
'Slaved to the rhythm
Of this unquenchable fire.

Succubus personified,
As abysmal concupiscence;
I'm Incubus defiled,
Who lost her innocence.

*******'s my passion ;
A passion that's my monster,
Worn as frenzy fashion;
My sweet seductive sinister.

His sweet soul she stole,
Into the darkest depth of dark obsession;
Beyond where light consoles...
Where love's a derision unto depression.

He danced with death's desire,
Lost himself in paradise of her purgatory;
Daring to embrace her buring fire,
He breathed her as his life's only obligatory.

She became his sacred sacrilege;
Sweet death's symphony he can't dance without,
That offered him every privilege,
His craving wanted without an iota of doubt.

Seduction strummed his soul strings,
Streaming him to dangle into strangled snooze;
Him, she swung in soulful swings,
Swinging him into losing his life in her noose.

Clashes of noises
Within;
Flashes of voices
Hushed
Amidst stillness...

Tempting, thy twirling trails...
Yet through timeless thunder and tempest,
Thy teasing taunts I wholeheartedly embrace and trace
To tread upon torturous and treacherous thorns...

Catch a glimpse of thy  glory,
Touch that tantalizing streams of dreams;
In whom I'm submerged into secret symphonies of seduction,
But in realm of reality; torments with wishful wishes...

Swirl my swelling surge with sweet shivers,
Spare thou my sizzling sickness with a slice of thy subtlety.
To ****** with fact beyond fantasy's fiddles...

Stir extinct repose;
Invoke throes from tranquility,
Taunt them to haunt;
Flaunt the departed from cryptic crypt.
Secluded tombstones,
Entomb beneath grim grass
And withered wreaths,
Bloom in gloom of horror and terror.

Yet another effaced existence...
Spirit and soul severed,
Fate beholds and embraces unknown;
As emptiness uninhibited, embalmed.

Lust...
Carnally minded,
Screams chaos,
Seeks selfish pleasure...
Never reliable.

Love...
Spiritually minded,
Whispers calm,
Seek another's pleasure...
Forever faithful.

The wages of sin is nothing but death,
And from Adam's fall this became our fate.
God's son was given in man's stead,
As a ransom to redeem us from hell's gate.

Love for my kind led Christ to Calvary,
Our sins nailed Him to the old rugged cross;
Who was entombed in that sanctuary,
Where His resurrection became death's loss.

Yet amongst men are some in dubiety,
Living in constant doubt like Thomas of old;
Who believed in Christ the risen Deity,
After touching His nail pierced hand as told.

But blessed is that man who will believe
Without beholding those nail pierced wounds;
The same for eternity shall surely live
On that fateful day when the trumpet sounds.

To escape eternal death and damnation,
Those nail pierced hands till date still beckon;
"My Father wished none condemnation,
But that you believe and be saved this second."

Though vows
Be broken
And bowed,
Love's token
Unto the next
Words unspoken;
I'll embrace the test
Even if I'm never woken.

You, I planted
This heart's garden,
Taken for granted;
Yet forever my Eden.
This I choose,
Never to part with...
Nothing to lose;
Even if my breathe quit.

Roman agonizing nails pierced Christ to the cross...
As blood of covenant dribbled down thorn-crowned head,
Scourged ripped skin bled from creation's Source,
His parched thirsty throat was wetted with vinegar instead...

Most excruciating was our Saviour's agony and pain!
Abandoned by His own Father for men's sins He willingly bore;
Yet six times spoke He all words of grace most fain...
In the sixth hour darkness befell the earth and for three more.

Noon sun became dark as The Light started to dim;
In the midst, the veil of the Holy of holies was torn apart...
And the precious Lamb of God, these torments' grim
No longer could bear; as He descended into death's path.

Then for the seventh time cried He with a very loud voice,
"Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit", He bowed and slept;
Then gave up His ghost, as the finished work of His choice...
And the host of heaven and earth witnessed His death and wept.

Even unto death, Jesus entrusted His Spirit unto God...
The Father mourned His Son as His mother and also His friends;
Onlookers smote their *******,the centurion gloried The Lord,
But Christ death and grave's tale wasn't how His passion will end.

They
Can't console
Her,
They're lost souls;
Her
Depression's doom.

Slandered
Without evidence;

Possessed
By seven demons.

Delivered
Into discipleship;

She didn't
Betray nor deny Christ;

Neither fled from
Garden, cross nor grave.

But the first
To herald His resurrection.

Love dimmed...
Glorious light died within;
Anguish flickered,
Fanning agony into a glow.

Torture twinkled,
Streaming ill rays beyond.
I grasped and gasped
For entire essence of existence.

Hoaxed by cravings
Entangled in ecliptic enchantment;
Spiders within entrapped my butterflies
Into cuddling myself
In cradle of cryptic cobweb.

As crepuscular light ebbs across
Celestial stretch amidst silky streams,
Exhaling enchanted orange hue,
Left along pathway of eventide...

And sun descends into elysian blanket,
As crystal rays entwined in embrace,
Heralding glorious glimpse of moonbeams,
Whose ascent adorns heaven's height...

And sunset sank into a sweetly sleep,
Twilight thrills...

Begotten as plain as naked could be,
Rejected for sheer innocence and purity;
Simplicity was woven as complexity
And was reborn from the abyss of obscurity.

As that feeling of intense affection,
Grown as romance into ****** attachment;
'Was wholly accepted for all she is not,
As carnality swallowed every commitment.

Yet we all crave to experience this lie,
Who was never embraced in her true form;
But in the falsehood she has become...
To this veiled, all of humanity still conform.

She walks into folk's lives as forming...
Every iota of sincerity thrown to the wind;
As desire overwhelms logic with magic,
Reality breathes as fairytale into mankind.

Suddenly magic starts fading into logic,
Pretense is soon confronted by brick walls.
Here, she's exposed to folks as storming,
Where the first disagreement and fight calls.

But folks soon learn to agree to disagree,
Because intense affection is seriously at stake.
She is then manifested solely as norming;
Relationship becomes comprise of give and take.

Understanding beams her rays of hope
Into these two souls entwined into conforming,
To salvage romance and ****** affection
And then, she's finally revealed as performing.

But she is not all of what we made her be,
Until unveiled as she really was, is and want to be;
Hearts sold into her will always be broken,
But she is love and never been blind but can see.

She's simply robed in the apparel of patience,
A tunic that is never envious, proud nor arrogant;
And embroiled with respect and selflessness...
Her heart not looks is what makes her most elegant.

Life's so unfair,
Tempting and rough.
Prey to despair,
Taunting and tough.

To earn a dime,
She became enslaved;
Becoming crime
Begging to be saved.

Her pains smile,
Her bruises tell tales;
Many miry miles,
So sour it still stales.

One fateful day
She braced her senses,
Then walk'd away
From her own offenses.

She said goodbye
To today from tomorrow;
Ventured into sky
To fly away from sorrow.