Release the Kraken, rendezvous with the devil
Sully fingers pluck the strings of my harp - I revel
Unfinished glasses of wine, unmade bed sheets
I know how to change a life so void and bleak
My confidential philosophy.
My first day of online remote learning was today. I am trying to stay positive through all of it.
It is hard to grasp the stars,
when you stare at the dirt;
and only see your calloused hands.
You look forward;
yet see nothing.
You look behind
and feel regret.
There is no sense of direction
There is no inspiration
starring upon your calloused hands
You, *** and bang
against the grain,
if you move,
Time doesn't stand
Only your task at hand
starring upon your calloused hands.
Friends and family
are just a luxury.
they will be gone,
to grind away...
The task is complete;
Looking down to see
Nothing ... but your winkled hands.
Not my fav., but I'm trying not to loose inspiration. This is a fee form
I haven't even touch upon it
All I see is blackness in my dreams
This darkness follows me like shadow
Is it an indicator to a bleak future
Am I made without a cure?
the thoughtlessness pushes them forward
an empty musical order
they go tranced with no former
with no sense of horror
nowhere and onward
bleak of notes
The result of some experimentation with interesting structure.
the old, black moon
does not shine tonight.
he’s been eaten since noon
and gone from sight
the bright, bubbly sun
has lost his luster too.
hopes shining for none
despair opened anew
the vast, dreary void
never shined before
yet bright enough to destroy
it flares a color abhorred
a wandering soul
among the shattered bones of dreams
picking through the piles
just another thought while we are all in covid19 isolation
in the eery state
Those bleak , black clouds
Long are the nights now
When dreams are no longer kind
Through air prowls the imminence of death
Soaks my soul, the mirth has gone
In my weariness all seem dull
Nothing to feel or imagine
Still hearing her voice, my hearse
Bedimming the memories left behind
In the moment of despair
A haunting melody pours from my lips
And fades into lurking darkness
Carving out my eyes to see
The secrets behind the shattered drapery
A journey through the lands of nihil
I've been here before
An idle cry echoes through the void
As silhouettes root away my thoughts
Ominous whispers louden, killing the peace
Leaving no solace behind
Confined to a long-lost hope
Seeking the forlorn smile
Yet, drowning within my own breath
Above my head, dwells a hungry ghost