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Love* at its *finest
Can be more destructive than *death
You're pouring your soul out to me
And I'm watching it slip right through my fingers
Love-lit eyes shining silver words to her
The moon was the sky's sin
That night the poet's lips told how the skin breathes
      

    Dear Frost,
     The willow hung left and skewed among stars
Flesh will flower a God,
                                Her tongue that of a dragon's,
And her body drumming hell's waltz
      What's wrong with having dark ashen wings?
              Darling,
                               Silence hung in the universe just as much as hate.
      And I bargained my way to the window,
                Just to watch an angel fall to the burning mountain side.
                             A new bloodstream was born



Lungs have lied their last lisp
Secrets pointed to tiger stones,
But within that emerald hilt I saw divinity.
Sleeves catching the sunset
And in a bag I held her self-pity.

Loyalty counters, blooming a Lord.
Cancer bound in her heart

If we make it through the night,
         Then maybe we'll make it through the war.


Despair shifted, grasping her hope
As if she hadn't already sacrificed enough.
A sickness spreads like embers in hay
The evening casted her away in that grown snow
I'm sorry that destiny gave a visit
A candle burning the horizon in her eyes

"Legend has it,
      he could talk the sun
          into setting."
              

Aye, but a forgotten myth stirring in the depths
Her eyes now held that of moonshine

**"Myth be told,
      he could talk the moon,
           into rising."
How could I forget those words Lycan?
For every legend, there is a counter.
Come back and haunt me
You're the only things that's left
Light up, Light up
The stars are shining for you
I'll be right beside you
Have my heart
I've got to see you one last night
Under your skin feels like home
Just give me something to hold onto
I only lie to you
So you don't know what I'm going through
I claim to know what I feel
I don't
What have I become?
A simple mistake starts the hardest time
I promise I'll do anything you ask…

We're bound to be **afraid
But in truth I'm lost for words
Nighttime bones leave stars bound to the depths
My heart melts from cursed blood
The wolves bring wood to my ribs
Fear is a broken hand binding love
The moon promised to drop my mistakes
A lion roared at midnight
and dragon-fire bled it's last fortune
Brittle skin held constellations and ravens
My mind longs for the shore
But my soul's been pulled underneath
The Throne is the sky
Weighted with fading sorrow and bountiful lust
Those blue eyes drown with numb regrets
And my burning spine crawls along the lake
Eternally waiting for you to take a dip in betrayal
This bold reign blindly declares

*Forgive me not
Don't turn love into pity anymore,
For you Lycan
Burdens this eve*
Beware deadly hours filling filthy hope
Words like stars falling back into the universe
We'd seen old wolves hanging
Trees breaking in the wind
Howling their sorrow for a friend
Paper turns sour when the nightmares are written
And lust sleeps in secret with my teeth
Rotten swears and shallow mistakes
Stoke a little higher
Slipping the distance forges a harder degree
So tell me
Am I a worthy piece?
Uh I dunno, a bored and quick write
My heart is caged
It has been my whole life
Underneath these granite ribs
Bars of bones
And now
That my soul is finally free
From the pain of loving
It doesn't know what to do.

*I've moved on
Short and simple
The sun will rise and it will set
The moon will phase, set anew and full
But praying that it will change won’t help anything.
A broken clock
With stuttering tocks
A twisted hand to fear
Grid-lock gears to hear
The pendulum
Still swings in sync with my heart

*Silver is just a title
This one is for my mate Aidra, or Skaidrum as she is known.
"It will be all right."

These words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop myself.

"Promise."
I
Have I found you?
Starless sky
Wordless
Rising
Or have I lost you?
Stolen charity
Golden
Folding

Steel skeleteons
Burning through the dust
Silver has lost its worth
Lustful heap
Hurting bleak
Always wanting teeth
Jealous
Weeping
For that reasoned skin
A night bending on my knees
I'm waiting for her to come back
The sea is spinning on summer eve
Two small blue jars around my neck
Holding your street-light eyes
And his quick wits grounded
Lonely small-town fires
Have I found you?
Chain the sound of your name on my wrists
Or have I lost you?
He's sore but warm.
Leave me out here drenched in hope
It's just your bones your made of.


*Oh you love him with all of your body
Oh that's alright with me.
Always,
Honey
Always.
For LycanTheThrope
leave me

Look at the way I've been brought up,
Processions sounding like song I've never wrote.
Horrid horrid
"How could you let her die?"

I swear it wasn't me.
All I've ever wanted-
watch the sun sleeping under the moon

Now that you're free to observe
Tell me about the noises in the dark
Stutter at my doorstep
As you try to convice me that this God of yours didn't take my little Rosie without a purpose.
Give me the reason why he took her
And why everyone blames me.

Hear me in some fashion,
Something fashionable,
I'm not pretidctable.

It's early tonight
I've been drinking all the words out my mouth.
But that wolf tooke the salt from the breeze


Hit the ground running
Los Angeles
I never fell so soon.


Find another naïve arm to twist.
The gate has cracked.
Don't bend at the rubble at your feet
Grey skies and dried blood will waste away
Time has kneeled over
The view, no sudden moves
The minor lift causes a greater fall....
Oh and angels have faked that night
Wings ripped and halos dulled
Lost
In the abyss
Abuse and alcohol
Cigarettes and smoke
Oh they fill her as well
Ghosts have poured sorrow in your void
The deeper the cut the more you feel
And the less you sense
Mindless hearts
Hold on tight
Grip your soul with all your worth
I know you've just been torn

*This isn't everything you are.
For you.
Skaidrum, this isn't you. I'm so sorry. Love and best wishes .
Darker* corners have ended their watch
                        Before
                            ­         The Sun
                                        Has
R  i  s  e  n

But these feathers I gathered
Show more beauty
Than the night *itself
.

                                          Constellatio­ns can be seen in its fibers
                                          It reflects the light like the moon
                                          The stem is as hollow as her
                                          The ink is drawn from it's tip
                                          Writing words of
                                                              ­                                                  D  e  a  t  h

­This cancerous curse will be the fatal killer
In the night you'll hear a dragon roar
And a wolf
*howl
Love at its finest
Only dragon-fire is enough to melt gold

Good thing she's my dragon
And my heart is made of gold
Two lonely figures stand on the way
On is hunched in agression
The other lowered in fear
If you strain to hear
You could just make out the metal ringing
For LycanTheThrope
Greed had bled it's last lie
In it's depths I've seen it chunder
I've always enjoyed the thought
Blood will flow onto these cold bricks
Copper pennies drop in the fountain
But float on the waterline
I've been waiting for this massacre
They call me 'Jack the Ripper'

*I can't stay here any longer
Three gold rings
                    Melted into ink
                                       So I could pour my love
                                                                     Into my scribes





*And maybe hand out a few
I saw her
Lower the moon

And as it sunk
Into the Sapphire sea

My heart changed its tide
And my mind filled with disease.
Perhaps I will pick up writing again
When she spoke,
She spoke of stars.
And all those little comets she loved
So dearly.

When she spoke of him,
Her voice held a constant pitch.
Her eyes proclaimed a different tale
As they wavered
Lost and lone.

Oh how I Lie,
You never deserved to be like this.

Those little stars burnt out in your skin,
and your lips are spitting cosmic dust
A blackhole lies where your stomach once was.

She only offers
Water to sip.

All your beauty
All you've known
Will be ****** into nothingness.
Silver tongues are with more than rotten bones
My mind decays in golden lapses
Render me tense moments of comfort
This wood creaks from my weight
Carry your shoulders to the stroke of midnight
Bring the North Star to the intended shores of fortune
Gold coins lay in wait
Black sand holding gems
Stilling the night in its faces
Ah,
But a poet's tongue
Is worth more
Than dragon hoards
And a Wolf's
**Parade
Lycan, one for you
Silver hollow bones have been felt
                       Longer in the roaring depths
The lightest of souls melt into the rings
                       Rings forged from winter's whines
Hostile flakes pretend to care
                       Youthful frost leave us brittle
Weakened yet pure,
                        Where will that leave us?

In this
                          *P   h   o   e   n   i   x    Hour
↚ I speak to you ↛
of
⥉ copper coins above ⥉
and
⬺ fish bones ⤕
⥏Tell me the difference⥑
between
⥊ lore ⥋
and
↫ lust ↬
⤲ Isn’t the truth ⤲
altered in both?

*Don't leave.
Please Skaidra
Don't leave
The constellations on my side
Hold nothing over the ones in my eyes
The deprived sell copper blanks
She still holds up her ranks
A wolf with a broken arm
Does nothing more than self-harm
Trying to run from the unknown
Breaking from within the throne
Ears flat, baring her fangs
In the night a golden ring hangs
The keeper of the gates
Couldn't gaze into her hate
And tell me
     That
              She's
                        Fine.

*Remember you're the one who pushed her into the corner.
This one is for you Lycan.
Serve my bones on a silver platter
I can snap my wrists on more than rocks
Souls can ***** at the lightest of words
Cark my heart then

*be careful for what you wish for
Turnin' in the grain again
The bells began to charge
Time she sangs
There's no turin' back
Keep your eyes on the track
Through the fields
Somewhere there's blue
Oh time will tell
She'll see us through
Hollow black jasper on my tongue
Leaving ivory leaves twining down my throat
This disease weighs on my mind
The gold reflects back my skeleton
Ink teeth bending your silver sword
It's hardest to remember the beauty
A lonely mouth wanting to speak
Holding the hour spinning with regrets
Fading my mind in sunset strings
These sickly hounds aren't like their wolf brothers
Rotten stones lining the graveyard
***** out these cinders
And leave me the coals

*I hope I haven't left yet
I constantly think out a future that will never be.
Sometimes I'm so quiet and alone
I can hear the stars scrape against the sky.
Your voice and your fingers
Crossing my heart
No longer lingers
In the noose of my throat
It hurts like a mirror
Reflecting my waste
Hated and clearer
Than the same single page
More in your mouth
Than what my hand can shake
Flowing words amount
Blackened your pity and sake
I hold you dearest
Close to my chest
Take none of my regret
Instead tell me the rest

*I'm waiting for the story

— The End —