Suspended high on the
Pendulum of volatile emotion
As high as my horizon
That of gravity
Which knew not my name

Discarded by the wings of mirth
The carcass of my yesterday
Collided with my tomorrow
Tainting my dreams of splendour

The dead hands that clung on
The fragile shadow
Ashamed of the light
The chasm is endless

A tidal wave of
Endless murderous desire
Drenched in vermilion
Susceptible to ruin
The rhythm of the heart
Pounded
Ever so thunderously
Intensity
Too profound to fathom
A catapult into the unknown
Deliciously so

The year draws nigh
Envisaged ends
Remain unrealised
Ready to roar
Or maybe
Just speak.