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  Apr 2017 Krison
Leay
Gravity Pulls

Our forms to be

Us

Forciose things

and full of wonder
Coalesced
A singularity

Yet

Light gives  sight
To halo Rings

cast black by the unknown.

As

Matter found
in vapor  form,
gives lift
To humbled fret

For This

A contract ,

duelly met

Is thee
Unbalanced bet

Thus of this
the arch of spark

The metronomal
Mark

Are

Atoms and matter
Space and time

Those truths of ,Light and dark

With tools so crude
To flame
From spark
Creation  cold and stark

From this
Reclusive
Alcamist

A Sentient being
adrift

And


Rue and refuse the piety
To gods
of gastsly note

So
due I hail
Thee
full of spite
Destroyer
Jubilant

Respond to you
Of you
no word
Shepard
Nought of
Herd

Of countless time
With rhythms rhyme

Reiterate
Time spent


Oh creature coward
Faceless you
Our saviors son's decent

Who


gave to me a hand of sand

The
grains,
owned
by
the
******

And woe of he
The ward of space


Gate
keep

Absent

grace

Riddled with
A failing mind


Our Blessed
Heathin *****

For

Surly plans
unknown, unwind
Of what he
Has
In store

This

An empty

Formulaic

Tombe of ancient tune


speaks this  code
A wayword
 vice

Absent
paradise


In higher planes he finds abode
Neglectful father form

And

finds he
solice

As
He
Demands

Souls
For
Evermore

So faceless form
Unmask thyself

Disarm
With
Your
Descent


For us
The mortal
Masses

Ask nought
With no consent
A work in progress
Krison Apr 2017
I cried one day.
And it poured
And poured

The fountain filled

Overflowed

And I had
Nothing left

To hold my tears
Krison Apr 2017
Huddle now
All of us
None seen
Such a sort

Who is this

That fights
So fierce
What he found
below

It sleeps


It sleeps

It sleeps

It waits

Withunder
us
his home

In thought

And slight

His might to fight

my fear

my fear

To roam

Monsters made
of
Dark and shade
Of Crimson pillars laid

Hold his fortitude
To fight
Snarls of  waning day

Obolisk of blood filled glass
Crack and shatter so
Blood of fear
Of tidal near

Throw you to and throw

Falling now
In tempist depth
Inky pools of dire

Finds a heart
Unscrewed of vain
A brave, sunk
Now
Unmired


Remove this
Chainmale  misaligned
Misleading met of match
bold of
Of chance
And hearthen dance
To swallow  in a fire

Hardened
Resolute
Of this
his
Hell
Of circumstance
Will find he ever
Such a sort
To catch a demon's glance.
Krison Apr 2017
Hidden sun
Holy murk
Prophet of the shade

Pray ye full
Yule filled hand
Play with dark and day

Promised light
Promised us
Awe asunder now
Awe we see
Awe we are
Awe
oh heaven glow




Works of dawn so drear and clear
To Wake of sea it's stone
The crashing wave
This crushing fear

The light of Dawn so shear

Walk of salt,
Calamity
Walk a path
Now free
Follow ever
Oh so close
To skirt the edge of glee.

— The End —