Tempest of Fury
Tempest of Fury
Spins over and over
Around and around
Seizing, not stopping
Crackling, popping
Destruction exceeding all bounds

Thunder of Rage 
Thunder of Rage
Loudness that lingers
And echoes and stays
Booming, unyielding
No way of shielding
Yourself from the sound of this rage

Wind of Undoing 
Wind of Undoing
Wraps up and strangles 
All beautiful things
Whispers and withers
Sneaks up and slithers
Chaos, surprising, it brings

I want to run away from you
Escape your grasp, escape the truth

Smiling like I've found my king
Holding back one thousand screams

Why does love cause so much pain?
What am I from love to gain?

Gasping, breathless, in the night
Fighting back the coming light

My heart must be a shining blue
Icy, cold. But living, too

Falling through an endless hole
Caught inside your desperate pull

Holding to your biting smile
Our hearts crashing all the while

I want to run away with you-
But only if you run too

I found the end of a rainbow
But it wasn't a *** of gold
I followed the trail through sandstorm and hail
And all I got was dust and some mold
So I guess I ain't the first one there
Or the leprechauns' real poor
Cause, I swear, the gold ain't there
But now whats a rainbow for?

All poets have tried to capture loves touch
None have succeeded- or even come close
Rhyme it to little or rhyme a bit much
If may sound pretty, but no other boast
Its not their fault, for how, in just verse
Could they capture a heart, capture the world
Something as big as the whole universe
A sane man could never hope to unfurl
No ink can draw this much complexity
No man imagine beautiful words
No one explore this forest's immensity
No way to depict the song that's unheard
Of course, their love is much lesser than mine
For how could they try to write something divine?

Alone, in a dessert of golden sand,
Forever waits for the world to catch up
He stands and watches the whole of the land
All the meanwhile sipping Time from his cup
His beard swims with the night sky's stars
His eyes are are deeper than the deepest ocean
His skin is marked with one thousand war's scars
His face wrinkled with supreme devotion
In the beginning he was very old
But at the same time incredibly new
When the end has come his life will uphold
And still continue like he is used to 
           And so it seems an old man passes us by
           For all we can do is wither and die

Tangled in the humid jungle
Lays the mess that's called my heart
Come, the mighty, fearsome Tiger
To tear and slash and rip apart

Insects crawl along remains
Glitter in the fading moon
Carve a path of empty holes
To fester in a growing wound

Rain upon the ruined scraps
Wash away the ****** stream
Pour upon the pillaged flesh
Hollowed by a silent scream

Our fears beholden to the Night
Forgotten in the safe of day
For terrors reign in twilight's spite
 
Our peace and safety gone away
The bright sun yields to it's black grasp
All good gone awry and astray
 
Freedom runs as blackness clasps
The broken mind, forgotten
while the crippling darkness lasts
 
So comes the rising fear fraught in
A glowing absence of the light
Asleep to find ourselves caught in
Our fears beholden to the night