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aviisevil Nov 2015
Trembling in the cold
In darkness
Catching tears by the tail
In this silence
Another tale is told
Only to grow old and frail
Words and them whispers
A thought that impales
A rotten dream
Living in a lonely head
On a lonely breath
Painted in a darker shade
Only to fade
Beyond the eyes where
Death still holds a stake
Trembling in the cold
A memory to mold
In a story that we made
And now its fades
Oh, But now it fades
So I have to leave
Sugar, sleep...
It's about time you wake.
aviisevil Oct 2015
grey windows won't speak
gloom has set upon the moon
another winter
is in awakening

tears are wet
the eyes have wept
and soon
the coldness shall loom
and rule

in all directions but here
within my heart
where we still play

dancing beneath
a burning moon
in a golden room
where we will stay
waiting for another spring
to become and bloom
into many dreams
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Sep 2014
Your day is night
And night is day
Cycle of stars,
That you dream away.
Heavy eyes,
Drifting in wonder-land
Sometimes empty spaces,
In corners and blank.
Lonely sight,
If you ever find yourself awake
The dim street-light,
Forming a moth lake.
Different cries,
Beyond the window-wall
Song of dark,
Eclipsing the world and all.
Calm dyes',
Solitude in the air
Spiritual sight-seeing,
And there are no night-mares.
Up-side down,
But yet as free as the sky
No-one to know you,
World hath but died.
Shadow cast shapes,
In shades of yellow and white
Every-one is gone,
One no longer has to hide.
World is free and pure,
there's magic in the air
Your eyes open to see,
And heart left to hear.
Your moon is sun
And sun the moon
In crowded hours,
Whence your sleep looms.
My sleep pattern these days.
aviisevil Apr 2020
i lost myself
today

waiting for ends
to reveal

gave in to my
dismay

confused by what's
not real

other side of
the door

people rot and
disappear

of only thing
i am sure

that you were never
really here

what are these
for ?

chronic feelings of
despair

i'll only hurt myself
more

trying to eat away
the layers

in this vacuum
of cold

there's not a gasp
of air

where emptiness
bleeds a soul

i'm spiralling down
the stairs

and of only thing
i am sure

that you were never
really here

that you were never
really here

that you were never
really here

that you were never
really here
aviisevil Mar 2015
My dad was my superman when I was small,
I was thin as a skeleton and maybe some four feet tall
And I felt nothing in this world could ever harm me,
Because I knew he was the strongest and brightest of them all.

He carried me on his shoulders for hours at an end,
And more than a dad - he tried to be my friend  
I had everything I could've asked for and then some more,
Life used to so much more colorful and magical back then.

And now I see my superman withering and falling grey,
He now looks nothing like the hero of my yesterday.
So many things I have kept hidden that I want to say
But I can do nothing as I slowly find my own way.

I'll never forgive him for ruining my delusion,
That nothing was even real and everything was a lie
And I'll pretend that whatever he was, was an illusion,
But even in my confusion, I see him through the same eyes.

And it makes it even more unbearable and full of pain,
That whoever he was back then, he'll never be the same
Only an ailing corpse with nothing better to do with his time,
I don't even know what he is now, he looks so strange.

Those memories, I won't be able to clear from my head,
And I would hate him as long as I live, till my last breath
When I see him dying, I have nothing but regret,
I loved him too much I guess and now I wish him dead.

My dad was my superman and now he's frail and old,
Sometimes I pretend that he died a long time ago
He was my everything but the age has taken its toll
And he's the reason why I can't love, he made me cold.

I remember how he used to make me smile and laugh,
Tell me that I was a piece of his soul and heart
Now I have nothing but empty tales to feed my being,
And I watch him slowly fading and it breaks me apart.


I hope he dies and I never have to see him again,
I know I am sick, but there's not a thing I can change
He should have kept his distance and now it's too late
I am his, and he's mine- but I can't take that blame.

It's almost revolting to see how pathetic he actually is,
Even the sight of him is enough to make me sick
I hope he knows how much I hated his magic tricks,
And he made everything magical, with that sly laugh of his.

My dad was my superman and I think he'll always be,
The reason it's too hard is because he means the world to me
And when I see him struggle, I wish I had never known,
That no matter how much you love someone-
someday they'll leave you alone.
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Sep 2017
Wait a moment I'm thinking,
The sadness syncing,
Maybe i'm dead,  I'm never blinking
always in a room closed, in my head
And thinking, and inking, in my bed
Never awake, always sinking.

Bottles by the bed, in my head
with fear shed, and years bled
and my sadness been drinking
All my tears and pain,

Maybe i'm insane, tell me, what's my name ? What's my name ?  Tell me, what's my name ? I'll ask again, what's my name ? Please whisper!

There's nobody else in my brain, It's so filthy and i cannot even look at the man in the mirror.
He makes feel so ugly.




From Compton to the streets
I heard their names
From a random city
I try but i have no game
I have no name, and no shame
Feed me your hollow
I'll eat away a part of your blame
I'll follow you around the world
Just tell me my name ?



I'm no one, no heart, maybe someone
But no scars, I'm tired and done,
so fired up,
In love, here to lose and burn.




I'll never learn that i can
Never ever reach the sky
More lies, sure i'll cry,
If someday i die, before my time
Maybe it's all in my mind
The walls and the rhymes
The kind man and the blind
I don't understand but it's fine

I'm not gonna make it
I hate it, hate that fact
In fact, it makes me want to
Not be mad, makes me sad
That I wasn't raised to be bad
Taught to be mad,

So normal, wearing formal
Staying dormant, fearing gold
And the glittering ornaments
There's no fun in fancy garments
I don't have any green for the
Entitlement,

Maybe I was wrong to seek
Enlightenment,
Not meant to speak anything foreign

Always looking for questions on the line, online, on random forums, what's mine
Whats yours, nobody knows and that's the moment, where you can find your torment,

The pain would still grow and my voice will still hurt, fill my share of world with words and more dirt,

Dawn to dust, gone with rust, here i lust lest i fall in love, and i know i cannot keep up, i'm so fed up, stuck within myself and locked, with no one to talk, not enough space for me to walk, i wear no face and i am who i am not, when I see in the mirror it stops, the clock is shattered, and it doesn't matter who won.

Wait a moment I'm thinking,
The sadness syncing,
Maybe i'm dead,  I'm never blinking
always in a room closed, in my head
And thinking, and inking, in my bed
Never awake, always sinking.

Bottles by the bed, in my head
with fear shed, and years bled
and my sadness been drinking
All my tears and pain,

Maybe i'm insane, tell me, what's my name ? What's my name ?  Tell me, what's my name ? I'll ask again, what's my name ? Please whisper!

There's nobody else in my brain, It's so filthy and i cannot even look at the man in the mirror.
He makes feel so ugly.


that old man on the pavement has no eyes,
It's better to be cold than to live in a fear you cannot describe,
With every tear we hide, more of us, and more of us die,
every year we make a resolution for pollution and we try,
to fly without wings, we can do without things,
they say sky is the limit, but nobody asks why, why can't we search for it within

People going bezerk over little things, and you cannot win,
Or you'll be left in a riddle, felt alight for a while and now i'm back in the middle playing second fiddle to my heart that is brittle,

My pain won't wither, and they won't whisper to me why they linger

All around my soul, masking me whole, and i keep asking why am I so cold ?
Where is the life, my rhymes, that line when I need something to hold

Nothing's new and I've said everything I had to say before,
Painting my blues, as i can, but I don't understand, i'm never sure,

Have no clue, they've locked the door, and now i'm a mad-man.

And the madness grows, the sadness knows, as the winds blows,

And the sand eats the earth, we were all dirt, we are all dust.

And nobody knows.




Yeah, i read, i read all day
I bleed, i feed all day, i see
I'm free all day, and it repeats
It eats into my brain and it feeds
It sinks deep inside my viens
And inks me when I'm asleep
I blink and what i am think-ing
Makes no sense in a heart beat
It's so hard to beat what you need
And what you keep is so hard to reach
Its better to be ripped apart in pieces
Than to leave it out in the open to feed
So broken and apart but still i greed
No smile on my face but i still greet
Every tear with the same surprise
My brain is in a free- fall i cannot
Describe, i don't subscribe to what
I believe, i believe more in lies
They teach more than they preach
And that's enough confusion
To suffice, in so many illusions
You cannot seek that one delusion
And become what you cannot hide
It's true, the dead cannot die
No good-bye's, it's all in our heads
But we don't get, we are designed to
Forget but maybe just not yet, no, not today, I keep telling myself all night
From so far away, there are so many ways,
She could have stayed, he could have stayed, but nobody stays, and nobody stayed, and that's how we were made, so broken and vile.

I breathe beneath the ocean
And i drink my tears out in the open
My head is a night and eyes broken
I say things loud in fear, so rotten
And soon i'll be forgotten.

Wait a moment I'm thinking,
The sadness syncing,
Maybe i'm dead,  I'm never blinking
always in a room closed, in my head
And thinking, and inking, in my bed
Never awake, always sinking.


Bottles by the bed, in my head
with fear shed, and years bled
and my sadness been drinking
All my tears and pain,

Maybe i'm insane, tell me, what's my name ? What's my name ?  Tell me, what's my name ? I'll ask again, what's my name ? Please whisper!

There's nobody else in my brain, It's so filthy and i cannot even look at the man in the mirror.
He makes feel so ugly.




And he keeps me, never leaves me
It loves me and feeds me
When I'm down it needs me
Never around when it eats me
Laid on the ground in the end,
Six feet too deep, or maybe burning
It's better to be afraid than never be
Found, better to hate, than be bitter
It's better to wither than drown.

So wear your crown of ****,
And wear your gown of thorns
That never fits, let it sync
You were born in a ****** place and an old town.

So wear that face, and glow
For nobody can know, it's been sinking and it's been syncing, and you've been dreaming, and it's so loud.


Wait a moment I'm thinking,
The sadness syncing,
Maybe i'm dead,  I'm never blinking
always in a room closed, in my head
And thinking, and inking, in my bed
Never awake, always sinking.

Bottles by the bed, in my head
with fear shed, and years bled
and my sadness been drinking
All my tears and pain,

Maybe i'm insane, tell me, what's my name ? What's my name ?  Tell me, what's my name ? I'll ask again, what's my name ? Please whisper!

There's nobody else in my brain, It's so filthy and i cannot even look at the man in the mirror.
He makes feel so ugly.
I've missed this place.
aviisevil Sep 2015
what do you owe
you ask yourself
pretending still
that there's an answer
in your misery
buried inside the depths
dark and weary
--
crawling on the walls
hidden by the scars
rotting old
that there's a face
more ugly
than yours
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Nov 2015
I don't know, if I still care
But that doesn't even matter cause you're not here to hear what I have to say
And since you've gone away
I've been living in my yesterday
Forsaking my today
night and day
I've been searching for the answers at the bottom of every bottle
Trying to fit in the thoughts that don't even really matter
Sometimes I just sit back and push the throttle
And see where I lead myself
I don't believe myself
And I don't even really know where I see myself
With you, without ourselves
Is what they say is true ?
That we can't ever escape from ourselves
Well *******, **** everyone that has a need to tell
That there is heaven and hell
Good and bad
Maybe I should just **** myself
Maybe I would, but I guess
I don't really even care anymore
****.. I'm getting sentimental again
I am getting mental again
Maybe it's all just a game
Of names and lies
What do you do when you see someone else in those eyes
Before you can speak
The moment dies
You think you can finally sleep
But it eats you inside
Besides, you can't really tell if it's just a spell or you're losing your mind
Maybe you need help
But no pill is kind
My will is fine
My heart's still mine
Been around the world
I should have paid heed to the signs
Now there's something that feels empty inside
I've been looking but I just cannot find it
So **** it
I'm gonna take the bottle and hit the throttle
Get away from these voices that keep on getting louder
Maybe love is just not a word and tears not just water
****
I'm a thousand miles down and I've still got her
There's something about it, something about her
That drives me crazy.
aviisevil Dec 2015
the lonely man plays the symphony of ages,
and ash drifts in the air like a winter song.
an angel sits by them stars; far away from a mortals reach,
and the road to the end feels so lost and long.




I keep you sheltered in my soul,
scattered pieces too brittle to hold.
I feel your longing, I feel my cold.
that sets in every corner; there's no place left to hide no more.

trees sway in the autumn breeze; bare and naked, dark and old.
the man plays on the symphony,  as the angel begins to cry.
her tears raining down from the night sky, piercing through the mans soul.
far from the horizon you can see a star fall and die.


I will feed on our memories and the thirst will never end,
only fuel the torment burning deep within.
my mind is going in a hundred different directions,
I don't know how much more I can keep it in;
before I become a monster.





the symphony tears through the emptiness of the sky,
and the angel begins to fall in the rhythm of his heart,
as the symphony played, there were no more truths and lies;
only hell and heaven, night and day, life and death to keep them apart.




nothing will remain of us as we move away,
maybe it's true, it wasn't me and you; but we have nothing to remind us with,
it wasn't the world, it wasn't our hurt,
tears of love; tears for love did it.
aviisevil Jan 2014
I gave up everything , everything that was mine
I forgot what I was just so she could smile
And I walked blindly behind her all the way
And I turned deaf to anything that anyone ever said
I held her hands when she was cold
I was there with her when she was alone
I held her , loved her and told her it'll be forever
Come what may , we'll face it together
And now when I look back I see nothing but lies
How could I become so blind that I couldn't see it in her eyes
She claimed she was innocent and she was honest in her ways
But it goes too deep they were'nt mistakes
She broke me down in pieces and told me it was my fault that I was too brittle
She was always covered in a cloak of innocence , I could see so little
But behind those eyes , there was no love and care
I was the culprit because I didn't share
And it was my fault that I didn't tell her it was all wrong
And in a moment of silence it was all gone
If you ever loved me you would have never gone that way
And I sip the poison you brew feeling so betrayed
I gave up everything in your name
And this is how you repay ?
I would never trust again oh you've shown me so much , I would never dare
Thank you So much for your love and care
All you've given me is pain that I just can't bear
Tears of love , tears for love everywhere
aviisevil Jan 26

night's young and
I'm lost in age

her blindness is upon
my days

drowning in darkness
gasping to forget

lord bless me for I
swallowed the sunset

the last of lights have
left me to be her solemn
prey

prayers won't save me
worship won't save me

I need you to burn this
world down and show me
the way

for her double faced
sword of regret

hangs from the ceiling
quietly waiting for me to
take another breath

I'll shed my skin show
her my teeth bare

offer her my kingdom
of bones and flesh

bow to her crown of
dusk and despair

prayers won't save me
worship won't save me

her blindness is upon
my days

I need you to burn this
fallen town and show me
the way



aviisevil Feb 2014
Every word is a mirror
every refelction is full of lies
Her every breath makes her see
What she could never see in her eyes

Every scream is a wall
ecplises all from her sight
Every thought wants to be free
And find him where ever he  hides

Her love is full of pain
Every moment is full of hurt
She stabs herself again and again
But there are only tears and no blood






she waits for her time
For the winds to take her away
Away from all that she knows
She dosent wants to stay
For she has felt too much
It will last her a lifetime
With every touch
She's losing her Mind
Losing herself
She wants to leave it behind
Her heart , her days
Every memory thats dying


Her every tear is a scar
That reminds her of his name
In her arms she holds his cold heart
And she knows she'll never love again  

Her nights are nightmares
And now shes too afraid to sleep
His love still follows her everywhere
And She'll always be his dream to keep

Every word is a mirror
every refelction is full of lies
Her every breath makes her see
What she could never see in her eyes


She still waits for him
To come back in her life
Take her with him
Where she can be alive
All she can do is sing
So he can find his way home
In her arms
Where he'll never be alone
she waits for her time
For the winds to take her away
Away from all that she knows
She dosent wants to stay





  
And you can hear her sing..

'Tears I drop
Are blown away
With the winds
I hope they reach
Where they belong
While I sing
Tears I drop
Are blown away
In search of him
I hope I reach
Where he is now
While I sing'
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Jun 2015
a mechanical bird
soaring in the empty sky
wearing wooden wings
and a heart of stone
bought words
and the painted lies
withering winds
stealing another home

a skeletal whisper
in the tube it lingers
a possessed skeleton
shivering eyes and fingers
casting shadows
in the deep of a screen
closed eyes
devoid of any dreams

a barren corpse
wandering the shelves
eyeing the stranger
for what he sells
a gram of comfort
for a grain of soul
one mechanical tale
to consume us whole

a dying worm
rotting in the cage
mechanical arms
spilling ink on a page
a name and a tag
for morrow to keep
tears in empty bottles
'cause metal can't weep
an observation of the renovation
aviisevil Feb 2017
I see this world rotating hanging upside down
with all of these voices screaming in my head and in the background
Like a pendulum I swing back and forth and up again
I ******* tears leaving me.. I think it's about to rain

And I wonder if it's my time ?
And I wander in my filthy mind...

Trying to make sense of this world and what I see
It's all so strange in ways I could never ever be



My thoughts are collapsing in the noise of silence
Blood rushing to my brain and I'm tasting the violence

How the hell did I find my way back here again ?
After a thousand memories as if nothing has changed
And it's all still the same

Can somebody cut the rope.. too much pressure on my veins
And I'm seeing things that cannot be


And I wonder where's my mind ?
And I wander in my filthy mind

Trying to make sense of this world and what I see
It's all so strange in ways I could never surely be

It hurts so bad and I'm normal once again
Only if for a moment..
I love when my dreams get me insane

I see the kids playing in dirt and killing all the flowers
I remember how I ate away the guilty world of ours
Just hanging by a thread and it's now bleeding me the years
And I'm afraid if I don't find a doctor soon I won't even be here

To tell you I took more than my share
And maybe that's why I'm all so f*cked up and alone there
In that space
Just hanging..


Can you not hear me ?
I've been doing things to gather your attention
I've done so much that nothing gives me the satisfaction
Twisted moments give me nothing but another dose of pain
Like a pendulum I swing back and forth and up again

Can't you see ?
All I ever wanted was to be free


And I wonder if it's my time ?
And I wander in my filthy mind

Trying to make sense of this world and what I see
It's all so strange in ways I could never truly be


Find me a potion and make me a person again
I've met all of your flavours and I want it plain
Give me poison.. I want the erosion
I don't want to be left the same



I've been awake every night I have lived in a hope to be found
And now i can't see the sun for it hurts my eyes
I've forgotten how it sounds

outside

Besides,

Way out in the woods you'll find me reaching inside my throat
Pulling out my insides so I can find my heart and build myself a boat

I've been drowning since forever and I'm feeling like a broken home
Go away from me now.. I don't ever want you to see me this open and alone

This is not how I am

I'm more than I pretend to be

Can't you see what I'll never be ?

Can you save me from me ?

Can you pretend you see what I want you to see ?



And I wonder if it's my time ?
And I wander in my filthy mind

Trying to make sense of this world and what I see
It's all so strange in ways I could never ever be
I'm not sure what I mean anymore. Give up on writing ?
aviisevil Mar 2019
wake, i'm waiting in my sleep
hate me if you have to,

here have two,
take this and blind me,
and tell me so-

do you still love me ?
love me in everyway i need you to
i need you to fill me,

blue and through, me and you
confused by the passing afterthought

i'm going back and forth
glancing at the hands of the clock
why don't you fall into my arms
and make the tick tock go away

we can sit and talk
about life and so much more
all you have to do is be here

and all you have to do
is hear me sing your name

so come before i wake
and the poison leaves my veins

run to me before the sun
swallows my hate for you

and these hollow words
paint us into a new story

that a billion years from now
won't even matter

the forever we promised
broken into pieces
that no one will ever gather

what does it take
for the dreams to be strung together ?
such that they never break
no matter how many times we do


and such is the weather
the sky grey and the winds with blues
how much of mind does one need
to feel better ?

when it's never going to be your day ?


for the heart's been broken
since the day we said our good-byes

and we're all just drops in an ocean
watching the land drift away beneath
our feet,

away from our eyes-
and all the hunger we seek,

so just a moment more
i need to find you in my head

just a moment more
and then we'll all be dead

and i can go back to sleep

©writeweird
**** it.
aviisevil Feb 1


to have lived everyday
not knowing the colour of
the morning sun

such is my burden of
nothingness

that has made a home
somewhere deep within
me

slowly emptying into
the expanding sorrows

finding not one and
nothing to hold on to

as the world spins every
twenty four hours back to
square one

that is all that I have to
call of my own

a chain of thought
amplifying the silence

ten thousand steps back
and forth going nowhere

black coffee that tastes
like cigarettes

pointless letters to
no one

that is all that I have to
call of my own



aviisevil Sep 2022
comfort my mind
touch my skin

make me believe
i am here

here

i breathe nothing
i see nothing

how can i tell
anything apart?

you tell me to
sing my name

what's my name?

am i not yours
to keep

what am i
living for

is there more
to me

will i ever be
enough just for one?



how far can
i run

before i leave
me behind

is there a mountain
i can spend

between green
grass blue skies

it must mean
something

surely

things should mean
something

anything but this
sinking feeling

that keeps me awake
when i'm dying

do you know how
it feels to die

to die

how can i tell
anything apart?

when i'm never
here

when i'm already
gone

how sharp is a
memory

to cut through
the bones

the heart keeps
knocking


nobody's home
nobody's home
nobody's home

anymore





@writeweird
aviisevil Nov 2014
It's four in the morning,
And my eyes are still open so wide.
A pen shivering in my hands,
Waiting for me to breathe into it-
Some Life.
I wonder where my sleep is
-Does it ever miss me too ?
I ponder over it like a mad-man,
Such a trivial thought,
But it paints me my blues.
There's nothing but silence-
Or maybe,
Silence and nothing.
Which way does the road leads ?
-A dark descent in madness.
Would I bleed emptiness,
If nothing is left inside.
Would silence prevail my screams,
And it would seem I am alive-
From the outside.
Is there a way to feed on the silence,
If not-
Would I be hungry forever ?
I seek solitude in disguise,
Served in solace-
With a hint of serenity together.
Moon-light is the preferred sauce,
And I don't feed unless-
I have no cause.
The clause clearly states that-
Dark clouds may hamper the supper,
But I had one the other night-
And the moon disappeared.
Would it be still here, somewhere ?
Can it hear me,
With all the dreams it bears.
So many souls lost in peace,
A buffet of tales,
For it to feed upon.
But I am sure,
It must feel alone-
For we haven't seen each other,
In a while.
It's so exhausting to walk so many miles.
Only to find scars and a barren land,
I hope someday I would understand,
Why I see a man-
When I stare in the night sky.
Is it a trick of the eye,
Magic ?
As they say.
Delusional fusion of illusion,
Escalation of my confusion-
If the man wears the crown of scars,
Or if those scars wear the man.
Is it not tempting-
To be so close with the stars,
In reach of his hands.
Do they kiss his skin,
Whenever he stands.
Or do they disperse in star-dust,
With dusk,
As if he's waving a magic wand.
I wonder if the earth can still find him,
Even if the eyes don't seek him no more,
I remember before,
Every-night he would sing a lore.
The time swept the tides,
And now I see no moon-light.
Only street-lights grace this oasis -
Made of star-dust,
But a heaven no more.
Pillars of concrete emotions,
Rise through the air.
Who ate the sky, I wonder,
I see no sign of it anywhere.
My world isn't big enough,
But how big really is life ?
Would I deserve my answer,
If I walk through it alive ?
Or is the question too fragile,
Dangling by a noose of faith,
My fate, isn't mine at all-
So how am I a master,
Of the journey to be made.
Would not the reflection,
Touch the mirror and break.
The pieces lost forever,
Even though the time won't wait.
A curious curiosity of reality,
Side effects abundant-
But can be cured easily,
By a daily dose of fantasy.
Though it can alter mentality,
Patient won't suffer from duality.
Fantastical whimsical array of-
Spectacular rectangular view,
Drawn in circles,
In three dimensional fashion.
A factional directional window-
For rational,
Though the mind would-
Serve thy passion.
Only if they understood,
A name isn't what's true.
An essential equation of reasons,
As seasons change hue.
My ink is due,
But the words still scan the page.
Every moment is grow,
With All these memories I age.
Won't the world sing me a song,
It promised when I was born.
Heavy and sinking,
With all the past I have borne.
It's not five in the morning,
But it feels so close.
I left my dreams to die, again-
And yet, I feel no remorse.
The barren wings lift the sky,
Enough to keep me awake.
The eyes keep begging for more,
And tears have yet to make a lake.
The mighty must have lied,
There so no philosophy here to learn.
All that is, will be gone,
His chosen gift ever-ready to burn.
And the angels have all but died,
Mighty bridge of darkness,
Burned all through the other side.
No more trips to the dark corners,
Only four walls and no trees to oblige.
how would I ever taste the fruit now,
Will the leaves still kiss my feet ?
I miss the meadows of naked -
Whispers,
As they wither,
For the hours that cut inside deep.
No more ashes left to keep,
As the sun now consumes our all.
Taking with itself,
As it falls,
The last ray of hope too.
Wish the men had known,
Diamonds grow in the sky.
To be cultivated and grown,
Till they cover all of our eye.
That's where the dreams are gone,
And that's where the moon hides.
Behind the haze,
That litters the horizon-
Is where the universe resides.
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Oct 2014
Silent memories,
Moments - seasons untold.
Burned thoughts and diaries,
Torment - reasons unfold.
Unspoken remembrance,
An essence-
Forgotten in span of time.
Invincible resistance,
Of all those reasons-
That were once left behind.
How come they never remind,
Of the path we sought-
And we could never find.
Fumes of burned morrow,
Scarring us in our yesterday-
Made us blind.
Of all those wounds-
Some that will never heal,
Where the only ones that did bind.
In depths a story hides,
Where the words lie.
In dark of our conscience,
Invisible to the naked eye.
Whence the whispers howl,
A corpse comes back to life.
Happy days and lonely nights
- speaks of serenity and strife.
In a loop of unbreakable visions,
That haunts every inch of a heart.
To be remembered for the last time
And then again,
Before it slowly falls apart-
And is made once again,
In a different name-
But the same story,
That will never change.
Spring makes way for the winter,
As them past years wither.
Weathered upon by the bleeding-
Voices and a feeling so strange.
In this barren land,
How come it never rained-
Though the dark clouds,
Have always been all across the sky.
Notes (optional)
aviisevil May 2016
I ate little birds,
When I was small.
Then I ate a cat,
When I got a little tall.
I have so many creatures,
Hidden inside the walls.
But believe me when I say,
I drank all their tear drops-
Every last of them
aviisevil Dec 2015
these letters were found years later when a post office was closed down.
the man who by chance saw these letters addressed to each other was shocked upon reading them..
he has been since suspended for breach of privacy... at a closed post office.




dear mister planklot, I would like to concern you with a letter I got from one of my readers,
as I have always seen you as my leader, I want to have a conversion with you and discuss about this rather bizarre case, his letter was divided into five fold of a page,
by his writing he must have been no more than in his teens I'm afraid,
he wrote about a dream he saw at night,
a pale shadow would emerge from the seam of his pocket;
a rather strange scene, he claimed to have seen this over and over every third night.
the shadow tells him a different story each time, about the future and past;
he has an answer for everything that the boy asks,
it lasts till the shadow transforms into someone human;
and each time it summons a hideous creature that has three legs and nine tails,
he always mentions one name without fail;
some nights ago he whispered my name;
he told me no more, I found that a bit strange.
it was rather interesting to read about the stories the shadow told,
but some of them were infectious and cold,
there were a few that made me wither to my bones,
in the pursuit of knowledge we forget sometimes it is better to leave a few things unknown;
even though I thought it was a faux back then,
I was afraid by the things witnessed by this young man;

I threw the letter and later I forgot about him too;
but yesterday night I had the same dream too;
the shadow talked about you, he told me you will die soon;
but not before murdering me accidentally;
now I don't know what to believe in anymore,
but since I've known you for so many years;
I know there is absolutely no possibility of that happening;
we have never met each other; we only communicate via words and no face,
you don't know my place and I have no clue about yours;
I want to discuss this some more but I have to be out of town in an hour and I'm afraid I have not much time left, and even the post office is far.
I will be eagerly waiting for your response, with some wine and cigars.

yours truly
mister clasten





dear clasten, I am in a rush as I write this letter to you;
as I consider you trustworthy, I confide this in you;
I was driving through a street and I saw a strange looking boy standing still,
I don't know what happened to me but I felt a chill;
it ran through my spine and across my soul,
by the time I could grasp, my car had gone off the road;
I am telling you honestly, I saw a shadow emerging from his pocket;
by then it was too late, I ran someone over by the post office.
it has been a few days but seems no one has a clue,
I'm even going to deleiver this letter at the same post office,
to see if I really have to pay my dues;
if I get caught than it is meant to be, but if I am not,
I will consider myself free.
I hope you can understand, it wasn't my fault,
I am leaving the town, good-bye and all.


yours truly,
mister planklot
aviisevil Jun 2018
Gandalf: a character ( wizard) from the legend that is lord of the rings
...

chapter - 0:



he was walking past the useless lake on a breezy autumn day when the gust of wind brought with it the scent of a thousand abandoned garage bags littering the corner of this semi unorganised semi-civilised halli part of a mega city.

his home was about three thousand kilometres away and a dozen hundred dialects removed from where he chose to pursue his 'higher' education.

a term he took literally and to heart.

he was almost always high, if that's what you call being semi awake and always clawing somewhere deep, both mentally and sometimes even physically.


but as soon as the cacophony of a thousand different bad smells hit his soul, he knew the trip was over.

he jolted back to existence from an escalating thought process leading him to the discovery of a new and a better universe.

he took a deep breath and immediately regretted his decision, almost screaming in horror.

and while he was battling a lost battle trying to defeat an invisible and impossible to contain force of population and pollution,

his smoked eyes latched onto a figure emerging from the corner of his smoked eyes.

he suddenly realised where he was. and it wasn't where he thought he was about two seconds ago.

leaf-less and life-less trees stood where he could swear was just an empty slightly orange and red sky a few milli moments ago  

the lake had turned from blue to a shade of green or was it still blue ?
he wasn't interested at all, so he just gave up reasoning in mid-process..

what difference does it make ?

but suddenly his mellowed mind  realised the threat, and his attitude changed from i-don't-really-give-a-**** to oh-****.

there was something else there too, and he, like a ******* cat- turned around just in time to see what it was,

and the time stood still. he couldn't believe his eyes.

it was    gandalf.

**** it. he was sure. ******* gandalf.
with a ******* stick, his beard and that grey whatever. gandalf.

he took a deep breath again. it didn't hurt as bad as before. maybe it was growing on him. he took another breath just to make sure it wasn't. it wasn't.


and as gandalf started becoming bigger and bigger, he could see his mighty white beard dancing in the wind more clearly. he could sense his aura radiating a wonderful positive force that was almost impossible to describe with a naked eye and with an F  in communication skills.

gandalf was finally a stone throw away from the boy. he could throw a stone at him. he could but he wouldn't. no, he thought about it but no. it wouldn't make sense. it was too insane of an idea too. he wasn't yet ready to accept his true human nature that enjoyed the absurdity of violence.

though he was a hard-core stoner.  ah irony and puns.


instead he took the more scenic route and almost mumbled " gandalf?! what?!?! "


it took the old white man a second to register but he managed a sudden " gand elf, what?!? "

it wasn't awkward yet. but it was india. so it kinda' was.

the boy almost trained in apologising professionally and profoundly, mumbled " oh, no.. I'm sorry.. I just.. you know.. there's this .. dude.. people do cosplays now.. and I was a little high... ahem.. I mean I was thinking.. I mean I saw.. you.. I mean, I swear you're looking like a ******* gandalf.. I mean gandalf ?!?! "


another gust of wind and they both frowned.

gandalf responded " who .. what the **** is gand elf ?!?!"


the boy " he was supposed to be a dwarf like something.. but he become a wizard and tall, you know .. fought a dragon.. and rode giant birds.. ?!?! "


not gandalf " what the **** are you talking about, what is wrong with you, you're not making any ******* sense and I, I'm .. hey, you see.. just saying, I'm very good at making sense, that all "


the boy " so, are you like a ******* teacher or a .. scientist?!? "


not gandalf? "ummm.. well you can say that.. something like that "


the boy " what do you mean, for all I know you could be a perverted ******* who also happens to wander the woods doing weird cosplays and killing people. "

not gandalf " the ****, kid ?! jeez.. simmer down.. that TV is insane, you guys ******* love it.. **** man.. I should have stopped that from happening... and video games! god, they ****.. I should have just killed the lot of you.. " and on went a rant the strange man


the boy " wo.. wo.. whoa.. wait, you're talking like you are better than the rest of us...are you on crack ? what are you even saying you ***... you're more like someone who pulls on broken strings on a hand down guitar on some shady corner of an immaculate subway... you're just a boomer, are you not, mister ? "


strange man not gandalf " well, in a way I am.. I am.. well, I am everything and everyone" he whispered..    a satisfying smile almost breaking out


the boy " the ******* mean ******* ?!? "

this was too much for the old man who was just having a walk and minding his own business

he whispered more angrily his time " oh you punk, you little punk I'll tell you! I'm ******* god, you **** .. yeah, **** it.. I'm not even kidding.. I'm ******* god, yeah!... **** it *****!. "


he took his hand and pointed to the sky and the clouds parted.


the boy couldn't believe his eyes, and almost suddenly the clouds began to form a shape.

he couldn't make it out at first, all he could see was that the old man who claimed to be a god, drawing something in the air.

he looked up and finally realised what it was.

God was drawing a giant duck in the sky.

and as he was staring up in a mixture of disbelief and horror,  the old man spoke loudly " that's you.. you sick ****.. it's your little duck. "


old-man-now-god-went on "... I mean it looks like a big duck 'cause you couldn't see it otherwise.. but drawing to ratio... it's your little duck.. and the whole world can see it now.. and they know it's small.. and not as big as it appears because it had to be big enough for everybody to see.. "


the boy was now going insane. anybody would. people just don't turn up, part clouds and draw ducks in the sky.. that doesn't even happen in movies.



the boy went on- a little horrified of what he had just witnessed " what kind of a god are you, I mean... what in the god's name was that ? how did you do it. ?"


God responded with squinty eyes " which part of i-am-a-*******-God did you not understand.. you.. you stupid mortal. "

from the depths of darkness a flicker of light emerged in the boy's mind, and he realised something very important..


the boy " hey, you can't be god, god won't ******* curse! he's god. " screaming cautiously at the stranger...


God had heard petty arguments and had gone through all that phase of  people taking some time to turn around and warm up to the idea of the literal god in front of them, he'd been over that all his life.

but this was the single dumbest thing he had ever heard since he made the decision to create the universe in a hurry.

God thought to himself " I should have paid more attention. meh. "

one more thing- the boy went on " why are you a he ? not a she ? I mean if you're a god why be ... I mean an old man with a stupid beard. why not somebody hot, and cool... and with a nice body and a face... slightly better... or maybe much better..  you get the point, right ? I mean.. you're god, right ? "

God just stood there and soaked in his own filth.

the boy went on hysterically " oh my... did you hear my answer even before I said it ? did you ? I mean can you ?... and did you ? or was it you that gave the answer.. 'cuz if you made the universe.. you made me too, right ?. "


God was annoyed. like really annoyed at this point and he blurted out " you think I made you ? you think one fine day I woke up and I thought to myself.. oh! I've created this beautiful but empty place full of darkness and the cold, spectacle of fire dancing in nothingness- breathing life in ***** of all kinds circling around the stars and what not.. and you think I was like 'what am I missing ?'... oh yes, right! I'm missing one ungrateful ******* snake with a little duck. "


the boy stunned " God ?!.. No, **** no! "

god almost curios " why would you say that. why did you even speak , why! "


the boy " my duck .. you know.. ain't that ... small. "



God almost smirking " shut up, *****. "


the boy " oh, yeah.. right you... really know how to abuse your own species. jeez. "


God " I didn't make you ... I ******* dropped my dope in the ocean once and you ******* things came out of it. "

he went on " I thought you'd die on your own but nah.. life's too nasty.. ugly and ... you know... it's.. admittedly... quite beautiful. "

time stood still as soon as he said that.

and it was a beautiful moment. both god and the boy trying not to turn red or cry.



" but the sad part is.. " God whispered with the love of a thousand cuddling pandas " you guys found me, I mean... oh my God! that brain thing really worked ... extraordinary! my subordinates tell me ... very expensive.. err... I mean to design... "


the boy " people work for you ? what ?! that's like.. you have a staff ?!.. weird. "


God " *****, i'm ******* god.. I don't have a staff.. I ******* make the staff. and no that's not even an iota of weird.. but you know what's weird ...truly weird, a fact so crazy that it'll blow your mind and give you enough wisdom to tear through the fabric of the world I've made and undiscover all its secrets, science and gossip?!  "


the boy was now as curious as a teenage boy in teenage, he replied " what?! tell me.. is it here on earth ?!"



God " yes, it is my child.. indeed it is! such joy!... and it is also right here where we stand. "


the boy's mind went into an overdrive.. maybe this was all his design.. the almighty has come to show him the path.. out of these woods he's lost in.... and also a path of divinity and happiness.. and also he had watched Bruce almighty a dozen times or so... he was ready.


almost in a poetic voice filled with a general sense of elation.. the boy asked god " tell me.. please what is it pleaseeee ? "


the god smiled, in a way only a father smiles to her new born daughter.. knowing she's going to be paid less, has to go through the cycle of being temporary insane every month ( or that's what female's had been telling him .. it doesn't matter.. you a guy.. you see a woman in pain.. you *******... that's 10 hours of her ******* the life out of you. and you still wouldn't be a good listener or attentive according to her even if you give up in the 9th hour.

the boys repeated desperately " what is it! I'd be a good boy but please tell me pleaseeee! "

and the god smiled. he smiled and pointed to him. " that there , that is it.. that ugly ******* little duck of yours. "


and immediately burst into a laughter more grandeur than any sound in the world. I mean right after radiohead but whatever.


the boy saw his finger and tried to trace it's path. and almost in a moment.. it was over.


he had lost it- he screamed at the creator " you think you can make fun of me 'cuz you a big guy ? you think you can make fun of me because you're the most powerful thing there is and can literally turn me into 50 hands and no ducks... just living life in pure agony.. " he trailed off looking a bit distant towards the ending..

God " jeez. kid. you don't have to be so dark and imaginative unnecessarily.. see, okay I'm sorry... I hurt your little heart...which by the way I have made and do own the materials to.. and that's why you're alive... basically all of you and everything.. now to think of it.. it does make me a big guy... or more than that... but that's not the point. "

he went on " the point is i should've known better... because you know I made it all.  even the concept of being better..  booom! blows your mind ain't it.. chuck it.. and the point is.. I should've known better, so I'm  sorry!.. you can tell people I said sorry but they're not 'gonna believe someone like you "


the boy " **** do you mean someone like me?! " back in his form


god " oh you know... someone with a small...... ******* duck !"

and the god fell down laughing hysterically and immediately as soon he said the words..

rolling all over the soft grass and the boy's face.


the boy had enough- he screamed " **** like you can spend two minutes being a human... who's to tell you didn't have a small duck and then just made yourself one big enough " his voice trailing in the wind


god hadn't been spoken like this since the invention of languages.. oh how much he despised languages..a ******* constant annoying noise in his head specially the bengali.. **** them.

God spoke back " oh, so you think being a snake is better than being the almighty ?! "


the boy " I'm not a snake.. I'm a human.. what school did you got to ? "

God " you can be a ******* rock for all I care ... just be nothing.. you know.. instead of being everything.. the idea of it... it's is rather.. you know... so beautiful. "


and at that moment the boy realised that even god wasn't immune to something that he didn't know.


the god " I'll do you a deal, you be two seconds in my place and I'll be two seconds in your place... and then we'll know.. I'll know the fear of being nothing and you can know the escatsy of being everything. deal dawg ?"


the boy " but.. like two seconds .. awful less of a time to enjoy any kind of escatsy "

God " running late, mate. "


the boy " okay okay.. let's do it "



God smiled a bit and immediately a giant light came down from the sky roaring with a thousand thunderstorms...

wind was growing stronger by the second and it was almost impossible to hear anything... or analyse anything for that matter...

God screamed at the boy " it's going to go in your *** and out of your mouth.. and your soul will be passed to mine.. "

the boy screamed back in oh-my-god-that-face horror barely making any coherent sense.


God rolling on the floor laughing
" jeez. I'm kidding you punk.... that face tho.. so woke.. so woke..."

it took some time but he picked himself back up and screamed at the boy " it's going to happen... three..two.. one.. " and boom


the boy felt what can only be described as the best ****** anybody has ever had.


the god felt like what can only be described as the hardest kick to the nuts in the history of universe.

two seconds after... bam! everything stood still.. like nothing had happened.


both stared at each other for a while..
God went first " so, ... ?! "


the boy " yeah. "


God " pretty tense...yeah.. *******.. I mean.. God!.. you guys are awful to be.. it *****.. I gotta' change that thing... you know... about people taking their own life... and going to hell... I get it... I mean..  yeah.. you know... like whatever."

God went on " how was yours. "

the boy " yea.. pretty chill.. ... "

God " that it, boy ?! "

the boy " yeah. .. mostly "


God " hmm.. woke.. woke... so were you clever enough to do something for yourself ? "

the boy " oh..yeah..pretty much.. nice cars and girls.. stuff.. " his voice cracking with a very refined i-don't-give-a-**** attitude


the wind was still now. butterflies were flying between the blooming flowers and singing AC/DC for some reason. it was pleasant.


god snapped his finger once and said " so.. yeah i should go now... apparently somebody's supposed to take a picture of me in the sky.. gotta flex up.. chow~ "


God snapped his finger a second time and lo behold!  like that he was gone ****!...


the boy stood still for a moment longer. he smiled and walked away.




(4 days later...)



god was in the alps...looking out of the large window wondering how dreadful it is to be human..  

and as he was crawling in and out of different dimensions he smelt something. something interesting.


it was alcohol. ( he's god so it's very easy for him to figure out such little things.)

so he went over the fancy bar and poured himself some *****.. " ah potatoes.. at least they turned out to be just right.." he thought out loud.

and then he proceeded to drink himself to death.. countless times. 'cuz he could do that. he was god.


over and over again. glass being neither full or half or even ******* empty.

drink after drink. and soon late enough he went into a deep slumber because of course god loves a good sleep. who doesn't ?


he slept through the entire life span of many insects and until the breaking dawn.

the first rays of the sun hit the mighty alps as well as the face of this almighty being on a white bed in a red hotel by a blue lake who had forgotten you do your own curtains in the human world.

his first thought was to destroy the sun- it took a lot to not lift his finger.

slowly but surely he regained his infinitum consciousness, and got in touch with the multi dimensional universes sprawling all over every  second in past and future simultaneously... but **** that 'cuz the head ache oh! so painful.. almost made him forgot he could just not want it and it won't happen.

God did not enjoy most human banalities.. but he did enjoy a rather a peculiar one...even more than drinking and kissing death. the one of peeing.

and he had to ***. bad.


God, with a hint of a smile lifted his finger and boom he was right by- where the deed is done in a civilised community. he imagined what would people think if they came to know why he's always more often than not a 'he' than a 'she'.

he was in his stark boxers, standing almost naked with a smile on his face enjoying the rush.

pink floyd started playing out of the thin air. an autumn's calm spread through the veins of this sudden universe. I kid you not, shahrukh khan was there with his arms wide open.

slowly the god began the almost holy ritual.

pull down the garment. admire. take it out. admire. do the deed, keep admiring. put it back. sigh. very well organised and neat.

so god took a deep breath, looked at the alps one more time, looked down with a smile on his face, and slowly pulled down the garment... his consciousness in a rush.

and then god screamed. there was a duck.
I don't think it's your average run of the mill tale. there should be more than what's meeting the eye usually.
aviisevil Apr 2020
chemical nights
city lights
and the isolation

farming dreams
while they scream
in my head

loneliness eats
and it repeats
in synchronisation

insects crawl
while people talk
in my head

gnarly roads
vapours from smoke
and annihilation

words i write
have already died
in calming insulation

and the rot
has set;

the dark coming down
all over me.
the city haunts at night.
aviisevil Oct 2015
I'm walking in darkness
All alone
Remains of the dead beneath my feet
The living has long gone
Black clouds thunder up high
Stars appear to fade
The fire is falling from the sky
Cold wind blows across my face

The leaves are falling from the trees
Circling around me
I hear them say
"look we are finally free"
Ready to go our own way
I envy them
Wish i could take their place
And fly away with the wind
In search of a forgotten face

The night is becoming cold
A strange silence is all around
I can hear my heart beat
Loneliness is all i have found
The winds are becoming stronger
And smell of defeat is in the air
It feels like they'll blow forever
Until I am here

I see cursed souls surround me
Haunted by their dreams
All day they just hide around me
Come about at nights to scream
I have walked for many days now
Every new day marks beginning of me
It may seem
For every night i get old and die
To walk in my broken dreams


*I have already surrendered
To the cursed dark of slumber
aviisevil Jun 2022
19/6/2022





Dreams, eyes wide open, she said
to me "there's only an abyss underneath the bed," and grey clouds, against the blue skies, "that is just a thought in your head," she said to me.

"what is noon to solitude?," she whispered to herself, "what is a forest to the moon?," and the curtains set themselves on fire; "it must be the heavens knocking on our door," i said in a hurry.

the angels plead for discomfort, how quickly the pedestal invites scrutiny, how slowly the day fades from benign existence - is that how autumn expends herself every spring? waiting to find a lovers arm to stop breathing?





@writeweird
aviisevil Nov 2018
in the withering whispers
as a new lore begins to grow and fade
take an oath, a vow that will linger
i still don't remember
how i forgot her face

wake me from this lonely dream
of having nothing more
before my time
in all those tales heard and seen
i can't make out which one was mine

feed me before i eat myself and
let the rust sleep through the doors
we cannot be saved from ourselves
even though, i am not who i was anymore.
aviisevil May 2017
the rain falls where the petal's sleep
of a flower, not yet ready to seed

and i see what i cannot free

a dream not steady to breathe
that will blossom once it has bled

with all the shapes and figures
we keep deep inside our heads



i was never ready to leave
but there was nothing else
i could ever be; a heart
on an island full of stone



even if i could erase myself
there'll always be what i've known

and it will keep on screaming
long after i'm done and gone

back to the unknown
with all that has grown

and i know I'll still be there,
waiting for the world to ask

reflecting on my face
i see in the reflection;

as the world grows dark
through the glass


and i see the door to the window
it's closing in on me
it's closing in on me
It's eating the view

it wasn't build to last

there's nothing outside but the rain
but the pain and tears blurring
my eyes at last


there's nothing but the veins
of a storm that's about to mourn

and there's this forest
inside of me
that just wants to hunt and roam

and i see the rain falling,


the rain falls where the metal weeps
of a flower, not yet ready to be freed


but i see what i can free


the door to the window
it's closing in on me
but my mind has left

in midst of the clouds
where life is born
far away from myself

and for every time the storm bleeds
a flower will breed

and piece by piece
the door will start to fade

a forest shall be made
as wide as the window can be

as vast as you can see
as alive as you want to be

the door to the window
never had a key

it was just us,
filled to the brim
and we couldn't keep it in.
It's always a story with a beginning and an end. #author #dark
aviisevil Jan 2014
This time you and I can't escape on a boat of illusion
There's no sea and we can't sail on sand
I hope you agree with me , I hope you understand
Ain't nobody at the horizon
No trumpets and violins will play when we meet
Maybe we don't want to , it's too hard to reach
Play the blame game and throw the pain on the other half
But speak I may , been doing this from the start
It's been a long journey and been wiser with you my Friend
But the road is no more and upon the mountain we stare at the end
aviisevil Dec 2022

i am writing
about the end of
summer

terrible things that
keep me awake

extreme humour
and cheap whiskey

warm blanket on
a lonely tuesday

poems by Charles
Bukowski

i am writing
about the end of
my youth

there is not
much to write

most of us are
not important

the world is a
small place  

filled with
sad people in
tiny rooms

and they are
so unhappy

that they do not
care if it all ends
today.


aviisevil Jan 2014
A deathly whisper
Words made of cold
A road to nowhere
Memories gets sold
Monument for the fallen
A hand that leads to wise
Face bruised and swollen
As they left the stranger to die
Life bids him goodbye
A farewell that's ugly
No shine in his eyes
As he forgives reality
A spirit falls to earth
Ripping through dimensions
Hollow and wicked
Dark in every direction
A mountain drowns in the sea
Still a mountain
The old searches in closet
Myths and fountains
Let go of the past
Memories will only haunt
Says the fool once again
forgiveness he wants
So he begs the spirit
To give him the myths
He waits for the old
In the closet he sits
He trades myths for memories
Now he can see
Old dies of myths
Young he could never be
On his way out
He comes across the stranger
The fool in him
Couldn't see the razor
Wicked spirit laughs
As the stranger walks away
Love is forgotten now
His eyes shine of hate.
aviisevil Feb 2015
What do you seek now,
The reason of your despair ?
Have you not forgotten since,
The gloom is but in the air.
You don't have to pretend,
The clock will leave a clue.
As when you start to descent,
Are You sure that it's not you ?
Dark will fill the empty space,
A locked chest inside your heart.
And now you won't recall a face,
For the mirror is in a hundred path.
One maze drawn to hide the sickness,
A walk lost in labyrinth of wilderness.
Shadows ripe with words of forgiveness
As then the wolf howls of its loneliness.
Left behind on a stream so cold,
Drowning in the endless abyss of faith.
More memories than one can hold,
Churned about by the hands of fate.
Resting on a web of uncertain lies,
The fuel is all but set to ignite.
To glow like the scars in the sky,
In beginning possibilities are infinite.
Now all is lost without a trace,
And Invisible lines feed the trail.
Maybe its time to find another place,
All that shines is not always frail.
So take your sword and take your page,
Climb the peak which has no stairs.
A bridge is not meant to wait,
And sometimes tears don't feel fair.
Every layer seeping back within,
Into the stone walls crumbling down.
While those sleeping dreams sing,
To the lost dreamer to come around.
And there a fool is awoken,
Measuring a drop by the sea.
Feeling his words were unspoken,
In a similar fashion said he.
Has your conquest come to an end,
Or do you still seek your despair.
Why do you seek your end my friend,
All you need is some fresh air.
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Dec 2015
Stan woke up in confusion, in midst of white almost blinding light,
The last thing he remembered was falling in the lake last night.

Ted was still screaming when he opened his eyes,
A moment ago he was sitting in his car blazing past a red light.


Stan saw ted and whispered in confusion
- " er, where am I ?".

Ted was confused himself but slowly replied
- " I think we've both died"


And at that moment a strange figure emerged from the light,
He had a long beard and was covered in white left and right.

The stranger whispered
- " I am god and I welcome you to the otherside".
He looked at ted
- "follow me my sweet child".


The two of them then walked through what felt like an eternity,
Still confused if what they were witnessing was indeed reality.

They came to a large gate and a deep pit on the ground,
There were rows of cubicles and men with files all around.

God turned to them and said
- " we'll go through your files and send you to heaven or hell "
A chill ran down their spine
- " if you have anything to say in-between, please do tell ".

God cleared his throat
"come forward who ever the hell Stan Bundy is"
Stan took a step and god began
- " you died last night when you got drunk and decided to fish ?.

- "aye, I think so" replied Stan.

God: " you ******' think so, do you think all this is for fun?".

Stan: " I..i don't..er..sir..i mean god.. I was drunk".


God: " whatever, so you are an atheist, Am I right ?"

Stan: " ah..yes.. I mean I was.. Now I am not..that i've seen you from my own eyes. "


God: " later on that but let's check out your profile.. So you have three kids, two dead parents and one wife".

God: " it reads here that you regularly donate to the orphanage"

Stan: " yeah."

God: " you have also helped four hundred and thirty nine people in your life out of pure kindness ".

God: " man O' man, you are directly responsible for bringing fifty two people out of darkness ".

God took a breath and said
- " seems like you are a kind decent man, you respect women, and have equal love for nature and all men ".

God: " ..and you also believe in ..wait..WHAT..equality for homosexuality....! "

Stan: " all men are children of god... I heard that was your philosophy".

God: " .. You think you are really funny don't you, eh punk!
- " i will not answer your question, you can call my attorney, you...you.. Kind little drunk!"


Stan: " but..i..see.."

God: " ENough..step forward ted!"

Ted was scared to death

God: ".. You died while speeding a red light, no kids, two dead parents and a dead wife ".

Ted: " yeah..."

God: " its says here that you killed her but it wasn't proven ".

Ted: " er..god.. You are god.. Don't You know everything "

God: " listen kid, I am far too busy..pardon my french ..to give a **** about you.. And your little things!"

God: " it says here that you were an addict, an abuser, a convict, a murderer and a clown..wait a minute a clown ?"

Ted: " I had a gig with small children"

God: " it says here that you were also a peodaphile.. ".

Ted "..yeah..a peodaphile clown ".

God: " oh that makes sense".

Ted: " but I served my time for the offence"

God: " yeah, yeah.. Whatever..."

God: " you also stole and hurt as many as one thousand two hundred and sixty nine"

Ted: " but I confessed and found you god, I was cleared of my crimes "

God: " by who ?".

Ted: " them priests, who are advocates of you".

God: " oh, I see".

Ted: " I always had faith and I was raised by the holy book "
-".. I hate homosexuality and condemned them as much as I could".


God: " that's impressive".

Ted: " I also despised the ones who don't believe in you, my faith for you is as pure as dew".

God: " yeah, but you have done too much wrong"

Ted:" ..but god.. After I found you I became strong".

Ted: " I was told that all men who believe in you are your children and who don't are satans men, women and children".

God: " I think we should let past be past, you had faith and you found me at last".

Stan: " but.. He is an evil man".

God: " shut the **** up, you don't believe in me..so my laws you won't understand".


Ted: " Stan is a blasphemous pig ".

God: " oh, calm down but I feel you kid"


And so the fate of these two young man was put on hold,
God sent his staff to earth and a survey was done.

The clear majority chose gods law over the rational verdict out cold
And thus in the end it was clear that ted had won.


God went over to Stan and whispered in his ears
- " I am but a mere belief of men, holy books define me and I can't be rational in the end".

And Stan spoke in tears
- " to have no faith but only kindness was what I thought you would always preach,
Even though I didn't believe in you, I always thought this would be what you would teach ".

And ted spoke in fear

- " and I embrace him the way I was told, it isn't my fault that people have made all of this a big joke ".

And thus Stan was cast in hell and ted was made in heaven,
God stared beyond the stars and there was a smile on the face of Satan.


And god whispered to the lonely spaces of the universe..




How a kind man is found ill,
-They speak of it in my will
Faith was never a weapon,
To by used to inflict pain and ****.

I was meant to be,
A guidance to be brave and love
In a world of stones and idols,
My words were used as a curse.

My name is taken in vain,
To spill blood and cut veins
And they seek me when it's done,
So they can be pure again.

I was but to be in thy hearts,
To be found in every face
But instead they found me in books,
Them idols and holy place.

And now I wonder,
who I am ?
Father of my child,
Or king of a man ?.
aviisevil Dec 2016
was it so long ago ?
when i used to
dream till noon
dream about the stars
scream to the moon

i regret every scar
and hour
for bringing me
so away so soon

from that beautiful corner
to a dutiful mourner

is every seed
meant to bloom ?
aviisevil Oct 2022
the house of april


september skies
summer stars

faults within me

expanding into the
night

flaws within me

birthing autumns
morrow

sowing the seeds
of wilderness

in the eye of
nothingness

stark as reality  

stands still a
home

false within me











@writeweird
aviisevil Sep 2018
and the tomorrow

will it be any different ?

a thousand year old
constellation crashing
down after a billion years of spring

will it be coherent ?

when the dust fades
and the smoke travels back
deep within,

will it be transparent ?

the sky and the moon
the sun and the monsoon
the love forever and the gloom

though it's only september
i can see another december
beyond the pines- behind the doom

blossoming, in love with the fall
as i sit and contemplate the dark,
that has engulfed this room,

the kid must die,
and the kid is dead

so kiss him good-bye
before he loses his head

put him to sleep
i know he wants to rest
and dream his life away.

the seed must unfold into
a forest, lest the barren tides
will sweep all away; in ways.


metamorphosis can happen
tomorrow, always.


so, let the kid die;
and the kid is dead.
kid. don't you grow up.
aviisevil Jul 2014
If you don't want me to be right,
I can't give in and be wrong
I am weak, maybe so
But what have you achieved
by being strong ?
This hand of love,
May not stand against your storm
But i must not thirst your blood,
Like you do for mine
Or these wounds won't heal
Till the end of time
But you'll never hear me,
All you've ever heard
Is a battle song,
And our scars have stretched on
Between the space,
for far too long.


We're the same,
You and me
Then why is it so hard,
for you to love me?

We live the same pain
Why not the same love
All we need is us,
To heal 'tis broken world.

Be blind to the seen,
Deaf to the screams
As you feed your own brothers,
To the **** machine.


If you can't see me,
Doesn't mean I'm blind
What will it take,
To leave every scar behind
For it'll always rust,
beneath the surface
We'll be turned to dust
And one day we'll both fade
Consumed by our ignorance,
Ignorance always fed our hate
Always ready to inflict war,
In the blank of every page
To remind us of our vengeance,
The misplaced sense of righteousness
What will you find,
In the annihilation of my soul
Your emptiness?



We're the same,
You and me
Then why is it so hard,
for you to love me?

We live the same pain
Why not the same love
All we need is us,
To heal 'tis broken world.

Be blind to the seen,
Deaf to the screams
As you feed your own brothers,
To the **** machine.


If you don't love me
Is it too much to ask,
Not to hate
How far will you last,
Before your monsters
Turn on you instead
I'm no saint,
But I'll still take your bait
To follow your lead,
And break down the walls you made
Douse myself in your flavour,
To taste your shade
Live in your nightmare
And find my self awake
Would you feel the same,
If i wanted an eye for eye
Would you
Then love me,
If i wanted a partition in the sky ?


We're the same,
You and me
Then why is it so hard,
for you to love me?

We live the same pain
Why not the same love
All we need is us,
To heal 'tis broken world.

Be blind to the seen,
Deaf to the screams
As you feed your own brothers,
To the **** machine.
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Feb 2015
Dear stan, as I write this letter to you I'm sitting at rock bottom
You told me i'll be well by summer but now it's another Autumn
There's nothing to look forward to, and I still feel so rotten
I've been having these nightmares lately and maybe I need them
They keep me up all night, otherwise I have those pills they gave me and sometimes I pop 'em,
Remember those anxiety attacks I used to have, I've still got them
I don't know how any of this will end but I think I finally need a friend,
I'm tired of talking through a pen, and I don't know when I might do something I'll regret later,
There's so much going on and she gives no **** at all, I hate her
I guess I would to, if I was in her shoes
But I have told you how much I love her,
And I don't know what to do, I don't want to alienate her
I have no one else and I know I am lucky to have somebody
But I don't think I deserve her because I am nobody
I know she worries and I can't help but feel sorry
All I want is for her to be happy, but I know if she remains with me soon she'll lose everybody
I know what she's feeling inside even though she never tells
I don't want to be that someone but I know I can't be anyone else
I don't know what needs to be done to get out of this hell
Sooner or later I know I'll reach for the gun and disappear like everyone else
Before I die I want to make sure I did everything I could
You told me to never judge a book by its cover and maybe I should
And you know if there was a way out I'll run for it, you know I would
Sometimes I smile when I think about my childhood though it wasn't good
At least I had a place I could call home and I don't know if again, I ever would
I could've had easily slipped into the bad influence of my neighborhood
But I never did, I never took a hit
I always kept my distance until this loneliness did it
Now I need it, like a mother needs her child
And now I don't remember how to live without it because I've been doing it all this while,
There's so much more I would like to say but I'm forgetting my own words
I've been shut inside these walls for so long that I've forgotten how the world works
I'm afraid to open a door because I know it will close once I leave
I've been so close but I know you tell me to stay in control and believe
But I can't help myself or her when she weeps
I've been grateful for so many things but I know there's something I still need
Because I know how I feel when everyone goes to sleep
I have this hunger inside of me that nobody can feed
You told me that if I fight my demons one day I'll be freed
But no matter how much I try, this promise I can't keep
I'm so tired and all I want is to fall asleep
But I know I might never wake from a scar this deep
I've had so many till now that I've lost my count
I try to hear in the silence but I hear no sound
And even though when I'm in a crowd it feels like no ones around
Why is it that even though I'm at the rock bottom I'm still falling down
I don't know why I picked my pen today and felt like putting it all out on the table
And trust me I'm no fool, I know you think I'm unstable
But trust me, I've been trying to find a ride back home
But guess what, nones available
And There's so much weight on my shoulders that I know I won't be able
To get back on my feet without crushing myself in the process to be stable
I know I'll fall right back into the abyss, and no one would even miss me
Though I had a little hope you gave to me but I know it's unsustainable
Because all the pain I have in me makes that mountain unattainable
I wish things could have turned out a little differently
But now I am all but gone, detached from my own reality
I know I will give in to this pressure eventually
Break apart and disappear for one last time
And I know you knew it too, c'mon what chance did I have statistically
But I would still like to pretend that we're not staring at the end
And I still have a chance to defeat the monsters I've bred
I hope you don't mind me speaking out my mind, my friend
But Don't feel bad for Me if someday they find my corpse with a hole in my head
I'm sure you'll be the only one to ever miss me enough to give a ****
We both know how it'll all turn out and I admit it hurts
But you never know the reason for anything why anyone does
And sometimes you need to perish before you can get rid of the curse.

Yours truly
Stan
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Apr 12

they come
for me in the
summer

sweetness of
the moon rains down
on the last bus
going home

all the flowers
crushed beneath
the sky

cry for the
mother tree

it's not that hard
to mute the violence

for she was standing
still when I met her

now she's part
of the crop

I don't know what
else to tell you

I've never known
what it feels to be
someone else

I wear my skin
more drunk then
others

my bones pierce
through my veins

the blood rushes
down the staircase

spiralling into
the circles

circling the end
of times

I wish I'd known
you better

but you don't
exist inside these
walls

if only I was trying
to build a better world

we could've known
each of us

there's nothing
else to succeed our
thoughts

there's only so much
you can feed the insides
before it eats you in your
moment of silence

it's better to burn the
rest of you than keep
living the lies

maybe the fire will
cleanse us of our stagnant
despair

nothing moves without
a herculean effort

is this how you feel
when you are sober?

it's better I don't
wake before the end
of another year

I've never felt more
alive when my mind is
blank

so let them come
and find me

I'm waiting for
something to happen
anyway

I'll trade all my
fantasies for one
moment of absolute
nothingness

I can't even tell when
the summer begins and
where it ends

I wasn't born to
count reality


aviisevil Sep 17

I cried
yesterday

and what little
was buried inside

got out—

spilled all over
the floor,

flooding the walls,
the windows,
and the doors,
dripping from tables,
chairs,
and pillows

at my feet.

And how I stood
there in silence,

hearing the clock
tick and talk,

waiting for
someone—
anyone—

to come and
save me.

It's only been
thirty years.


aviisevil Jul 2017
Love is strange. It is even more stranger when you're a man. It's stranger than a woman's love. It's different than love of a parent for his child. It's different than almost any love out there. And it's because nobody really talks about it. Nobody is really sure because men are like that. We'll always be like that.


Because when a man loves he is ready to die, die for people who he has never met. Die for people he cares about. Die for nothing. Because a man won't love you with all his heart, no, that's not enough for any man i know out there. You see, unlike women, men love with all their soul. I know you'll stop me here for a moment and tell me that i am wrong and that a women loves as much as a man does, that there's no difference in the amount of love, because love is after all just love. I agree. All I'm saying is, it's different in its quality than quantity. It's a different way of loving and that cannot be untrue. For all there is, and all that has been said. There'll always be a difference between a man and a woman. It's the way it should be. Because they complete each other in ways they can't be on their own. A woman might love diamonds because it makes her feel beautiful. A man buys a Ferrari because he finds it beautiful. A subtle difference and a bad example. But a difference nevertheless. I'm not sure what I have in me that wants to express this part of me as I write this. Maybe it's because I am a man and i'm not made to understand the mechanism of love. I'll just love her if I find her beautiful and she'll be beautiful not because she is, but because I find her beautiful. That's the most simplest way I can explain how any man loves. Note there's still a hint of ego somewhere because a man will always love with all his soul and by extension, his ego will be there somewhere. That's not necessarily bad, it cannot be, anything which makes us human, makes us human. A woman will always entertain a mans flaw. A man will fall in love with hers. A woman has enough strength to leave somebody she may love. I don't think men can do that, a man, i think cannot ever leave somebody he loves truly. Even if he knows his presence is negative, that it would be better if he walks away, he won't. Because men are designed to fight till the end. Because he will fight for you, if he loves you, even when he knows he'll lose. That's how a man loves, and you know why ?, because he was to make a woman fall in love with him. If only that was easy.
I'm always unsure about my thoughts, and that's why I create.
aviisevil Nov 2014
Those who die in vengeance,
Rest in a grave full of sins.
As when the rain falls down,
They behold the storm deep within.


.
.
.
.


He made his way through that storm,
This man that was born in the dark.
His eyes reflected the rage he owed,
To his maker, with death in his heart.

Walking upon a cursed night,
He was bless'd in all of his rage.
Arms reaching out for the blade,
As he whispered-
the war he was about to wage.



" come out, come out-
wherever thou are."

" thou shall not hide,
for I smell you're not that far. "



His words burned through the air,
And in a moment-
The fire in his heart was everywhere.
And now his glory was inching near.

Through the silenced awakening,
In the morbid beginning-
One could hear.
The end was near.



" come out of your grave,
every corpse that was ever born. "

" we'll feast like brothers and sisters,
after consuming his heart and throne. "

" nothing to fear now, hear-
we'll avenge ourselves at his home. "

" bring down the sky tonight,
in his ashes all will be re-born. "




The ground began to break-
Beneath his feet.
And the sky was full of fear,
As His tears began to bleed.

And from the deepest pit,
A crowd emerged to feed.
At last, there will be blood,
And all will be freed.



" come ye' all,
let's fight this-
curs'd being together. "

" bring down the walls,
so they'll lie in ruins forever. "


The mob of hatred and vengeance,
Made their way through the wall.
Into the castle of the mighty king,
Tonight, his kingdom would fall.

Consumed in their despair and creed,
Tonight, they'll consume one and all.
As they made their way through,
The man found himself in the hall.

In the farthest corner,
He saw the empty throne.
Screams were igniting the blood-shed,
But for now, he was but alone.


" where thou at,
oh the lord of all. "

" 'tis your end'th hour,
soon thee would fall. "


He Waited for a voice to beg,
But there wasn't a single sound.
His grin was furious, eyes red,
But there wasn't a soul around.



" come, show your face,
so I can plunge this blade in ye' heart. "

" I swear thy name,
this moment is your last. "



He heard a whispers birth,
From the depth of the distant dark.
An old being, older than anything,
Came before his eyes at last.

The face was scarred and cold,
His eyes reflected the wisdom's age.
In his presence, one heard a melody,
That no being could ever make.

He walked ever so slow,
His hands clutching his crown.
Brighter than the sun-shine,
But there was only darkness all around.


The man closed his eyes,
And his vengeance began to wither.
The king lifted his head,
He whispered.



" O' my son,
I rule your every breath. "

" you hold a gun,
yet I don't command your head. "

" I am thou sun,
awaking you from thy bed. "

" but thou sleep not,
and I leave you be-
in the tears you shed. "


" and then thou blame thee,
for the dreams you loose. "


" I am not your hands,
that tie the noose. "


" thou be my love,
but thy love never conquered-
tears I bled. "

" if 'tis what you seek,
I pray you dead. "



And with those words,
The man was ripped-
In a thousand Pieces apart.
At the ashn'd floor,
There was no trace of his heart.

A river of blood flowed through-
The castle gates.
As it hath flowed,
From the time thee was made.

The ashes made love in the air,
Like a sombre winters dream.
And screeching through the silence,
One could hear a thousand screams.

The king laid the crown on the throne,
He was everything ever made,
But never more alone.


The rain befell the land below,
As them tears left his eyes.
There was no one but he-
In the lonely kingdom in the sky.
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Feb 2017
make me a love story
like they show in movies
one I can stay in and get old


make me a bridge I can love
this way or that
it will never matter where I go
it will never get cold

and no matter how many
times I look in the mirror
it will never shatter
and it will never know
this curse of gold


make somebody to be mine
even if it's only me to fear

somebody on my mind
but it has to be real

not just words I will bleed
on this empty page
I'm staring at this moment
make me a door

give me more than my share
I've been breathing torment
and now i don't know
how to live anymore


take me some place far away
one face where no scar can play
I'd like my sky to be so blue
full of light that no star will stay

and I'm not reminded
that i made my home
in another galaxy

for i could never find
someone standing close

make me a love story
like they show in movies
one I can stay in and get old


I've been dreaming since
yesterday in something
another year wasted
before it could say anything

I find colours so grey

make me a rainbow
and it will rain all across
my sun rays


I've been living on fumes
of tears i was sold

make me a love story
like they show in movies
one I can stay in and get old

longer my pain grows
stronger my wait flows
into an ocean of my abyss

I've been made a machine
and I'm in love with this
empty feeling that I cannot resist

that knows
no boundary
of not to grieve

please understand me
I'm not what I was told

make me a love story
like they show in movies
one I can stay in and get old


build me again
like you wanted me to be
what you needed to see
and set me free
from your lies


take away my eyes
place them in a box
filled with a sky
replace my every part
I won't even ask why

even if I have to die
it is worth living for..

make me a love story
like they show in movies
one I can stay in and get old
Need some oiling on the canvas.
aviisevil Apr 2014
Once upon a time,
There was a man with no soul
He wandered into darkness
And locked the door
The key was lost to reasons,
enslaved in his heart
Caressing the morbid season
He walked too far
With no sign of life,
Calmness engulfed his eyes
Everything he ever touched
Always withered and died
Everyone he once knew,
Now were gone
Didn't knew who he was
Nor where he was from
Memories filled his despair
Of a time unknown
Where he belonged
Walls of a broken home
Death loomed the surface,
Of the night he dwelled
Dig out his pain,
In the pit where he fell
Comfort of sorrow
Now engulfed his heart
It felt like rain,
Knew not what these tears are
Embraced his fate
Chewed out his scars
Where he lies,
In the wake of stars
Stuck in his vision,
Of a dream he once had
Whenever he wakes
Everything goes black
And he's left in confusion,
Of what these years mean
Time never was a friend
Wouldn't let him dream,
Now he's empty
Every moment is cold
Moon is his silver
And sun is his cursed gold
Who he is,
Not even the mirror knows
Broken and cracked
His reflection outsold
Bleeding his nightmares
In the sea of his disguise
He swims in darkness
In the caress of the night




Once upon a time,
There was a man
Made deal with the devil,
Evil- he didn't understand
Sang on the crossroad
The song of hate,
With words of sorrow
Devil did wake
Thirst for blood
Made him blind
In the rules of hell,
His soul was bind
The deed was done
And morrow was gone
Upon the crossroad
He stood alone
With evil in his heart,
He made his way
Devil was gone,
But a ghost did stay
Claws of madness
Now griped his heart
He sold the world
And watched it fall apart






Once upon a time,
There was child in pain
He was different
And for some insane
He was quite
And he was deranged
They said he was the devil
With evil in his name
He was lonely
And he was lost
Reached out to the world
But they left him to rot
He knew about love,
It tasted bitter then hate
He watched them sleep,
To never wake
He made his way
To the land god forsaked
The world sold him,
To be the devils bait
And the devil grinned
He said,
"Be careful what you wish for
Or what you create"


Once upon a time,
A weight was borne
In depth of hell
A soul was born
He knew not of love,
Or the god they claimed
He knew not of hate,
Or the devil they blamed
For they were gods themselves
Ruling from their thrones
Fist of iron
And a heart of stone
In the onset of a nightmare
He was grown,
Smoke covered the sky
And the sun never shone
He was sold in hate,
All he had ever known
The man who sold the world
Was a god- one of their own
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Apr 2021
between, there lies my burden
on my knees i am but a servant

serving at your feet as i've done
a thousand times before

swollen gaze
resting upon your eyes

i can't flinch
and catch me by surprise  

bound in chains, kissed by
******* --

i want to taste your
addictive lies

corrupted conscience
lost in sermons

you're so vindictive it'll
never suffice

you and i cannot
survive

in this malfunctioning
world

spiralling through summer
as it grows

into autumn, uncertain,
of the winter that passes by

in that weakness i find myself
drawn to you

in your arms of ruthless
subversion

suffocate me with your
fruitful diversions

the more i am awake
more it worsens

i'm barely alive haunted
by desertion

desperate for an escape
from this burden

yours even   ever after,
i am truly yours.
you can't have everyone, everyone can't have you.
aviisevil May 2017
eight ate late




the more i take
the more i can hate
the more i can hate is no more
than i can take

the more i hate
the more i can make
the more i can make is no more
than i can hate

the more i weep
is more i wait
the more i forsake
more demons i make


the more i sleep
the more i'm awake
awake to the world
these dreams have made

the more i wake
the more i can fade
the more i can fade in
this sinful world that's fake

then more i breathe
the more i can feel the blade
running down my spine
behind me like a nightmare

the more i see my face
the more vacuum fills the space
eating me alive on the stage
surviving only wounds

***** after *****
no laughter ever escapes
no super hero wearing a cape
i'm an uber zero
dealing myself in straight traits

the more i can break
blow up in smoke and flakes
choke on raw feelings
and the words said


the more i knock the gates
the more i'm not

the more i'm afraid

to lose a part of me.
aviisevil Jan 2014
A flicker of pale light
Falls across her face
Her smile is lost,
Hidden behind the haze
Of smoke clouds and rings
Escaping her every breath
To her heart it clings ,
A thought escapes her head
With profound nothing-ness
She remains so calm ,
An embrace to keep her from falling ,
Trapped in her own arms
Bleeding yet again ,
With every words she knows
Just an old nightmare ,
A cold whisper she beholds
Caged inside her own making ,
For she was her own master
But the road was all of night ,
Full of monsters
ghosts walked in disguise
Impervious to ones impending fate
Key to the buried lies
Icicles form the gates,
To the land of mirrors
A world of fading reflection
Blinding one and all
In every direction ,
Blinded her too
Momentarily, for her disguise
There was no view
Outside  window of the wise
Better part of hallucinations,
Were all too real illusions
His name still a mystery,
A concept for her confusion
For he fades away every passing breath
Smoke reminds her of his memory
She's lost , now and forever
In her own reality
Only he Can make her smile
Smile for her so she can be saved
Saved from her cage and night
Night that's now her slave
aviisevil Jul 2014
The world will end in morrow,
And the mirror will cease to exist
Our reflections are not our own
But of a voice engulfed in mist
Direction-less we walk in disguise
From one being to another
These stains of yesterday linger on,
And then fade away and wither
Into the hollow of our thoughts
And be made in shards to cut deep
To the empty space of our Mind
And all the dirt we try to keep
There is no somebody else,
And there will be no different world
This land is yours to keep
To wear wilderness of love and hurt
One might find end in demise,
But there's no end when you're alive
You can close every door with walls
But you'll still be opened up wide
To see everything that is blind
And feel all that is hollow
For you'll be loved in pieces
And that riddle will always follow
To count your stars in heaven
And make your place in hell
'tis where your solitude lies
And 'tis where your wings fell
As an ocean betrays your pain
And waves crash in your conscience
To find yourself in fraction
As you struggle between god and science
Back and forth as you suffer
As you make an oasis by your tears
To drown away and be forgotten
And disappear before one can hear
The noise of life.
Notes (optional)
aviisevil May 2015
an ahsen'd sea
falling down the ceiling like rain
in cold I can't sleep
and tears have been bled again

i wish I could see
all the faces that change
pick one for me
so I can hide my pain

hope i can still feel
if ever things go back the same
these wounds must heal
or I will drive myself insane

in the moments that were killed
by the memories I once had
an abyss slowly and calmly filled
until even the sunlight growed black

i see an Apocalyptic
tale weaved in my dreams
a cryptic voice
that now and then screams

while I sit so naked
in the dark so alone
all this time I've waited
for someone to find home

ashes falling on my skin
hiding me somewhere in this room
as when the lights go dim
you can almost see my gloom

you can touch them scars
and you can find it in my eyes
in there you'll find no heart
it has been eaten by them lies

I have a pen to speak my curse
but no one here to hear my song
for all that I say in my every word
so much silence has come and gone

I must not let myself disappear
in the hollow of my own cage
be consumed by my fear
and burnt alive by my rage

but these chains won't leave
until I become who I have to be
all these other faces I keep
someday I've to set them free

chanting those names
I think I'm finally falling asleep
I'm not here to play no games
a point end can cut deep

i will spill this rain on them
and feed them the burnt embers
only one way this will end
'cause the north always remembers
Got !
aviisevil Feb 2014
Your hands reach for mine as i pull you near
My every thought crosses your heart, i know you can hear
There's just silence , an aroma of lust in the air
My hands reach out for you as i touch you everywhere
We're so close now , breathing in each others arms
You moan and squirm , more with every moment that passes by
I strangle you just little to get you warm
And i can see you want me too , its in your eyes
Every part of my being aches for you now
Time stands so still as we are falling down
Into each other , now we can't tell each other apart
Reaching new realms with every beat of our hearts
I slide my fingers against the outline of your face
Hurt me some more , scar me with your every embrace
Tear into my flesh and make me feel pain that i never knew
Set me free so i can taste every part of you
Release every secret that you've hidden deep inside
Show me what we are , take me to your other-side
Blind me with your beauty, infect my sight
Take me to the edge of the unknown with your every bite
Quench my thirst with the touch of your fingers
Touch me deep within where my dreams linger
Let my fantasies fuel the passion in your soul
Move to the rhythm of the night till we become whole
Your dark brown eyes enrage the beast in me
Unshackling the chains , the sweet pain will set us free
Out in the open , now there's no place to hide
Walls are broken , everything else has died
Just us and nothing more to hold us back
Bewitch me with your love , all the hurt you have
Paint me in your blues , show me all your fears
Collide in me , with all the strength you bear
Give me all there is to you in this fading moonlight
Let the spark of our love shine through the worlds hollowness
Show me what we are , take me to your other-side
And let us be lost in this perfect madness
Notes (optional)
aviisevil Mar 2017
oh, she
moves like a breeze

you'll forget
to breathe

and still
the aura won't leave

it'll linger
and it will freeze

a feeling
you can have
but never owe it

she'll turn any man
into a poet.
a writer must know of love.
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