Tyler Lynn Pulliam

Tyler Lynn Pulliam Sep 2013

Farsight

I could spend lifetimes staring at

the half-lit wick that glows behind your eyes

That twinkle that make the stars seem sickly

and the dawn seem a dreary maze

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Fear may be the mind killer

but anticipation goes for the heart

Breathing to break the anxious calm

that accompanies this unknowing

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Yours are the words that bound me

and yours are the words that beckoned me into the fire

This is my punishment

Without you, I fall

Tyler Lynn Pulliam Sep 2013

Molting Freedom (Cosmic Egg)

Tethered no more by this umbilical chain
We break through the shell - Burst through the seed
Fingers laced and reaching up toward the big blue
Eyes gaining sight, sight meeting light
We bathe ourselves in the warming glow
Sol's sweet kiss to ease and simmer
Terra's touch to point the steps
We haven't much further to climb
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Tree of Life - Home - Mother - Bed
Your roots we leave for Eden
Sky of Thought - Dream - Father- Blanket
Your wind will guide our wings
We gain friend in fire, rock, and storm
To tinker with the gifts of Titans
Together we rise and seek the stars
So we may spread the songs and preach the past
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We go by Gaea, We go by God
Underneath our pagan star's shine
At night, symphonies will charm them
And we dance together until we fade
gain we lay into the palms of dream
The fingers of sleep, clench to a fist
Grinding us down to the finest of dusts
To glow and blow into the zephyrs
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Tyler Lynn Pulliam Sep 2013

There are those with Vices, and there are those with Virtues

Part 1: Reborn the Monster

They attack with weapons made of steel
Their arms are raised to the sky
They inflict the wounds that never heal
This is the day they die
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They come running this way
They want to take our home
They go fleeing that way
They'll never leave us alone
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Reborn the mind
Reborn the monster
Reborn the mind
Reborn the monster
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I may die, searching, with nothing left to hold on
I try ever so hard to save my time
But this curse can't be lifted
and this crime will live on.
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This is my time.
They say it is nothing but lies.
But I know, this is my time.
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Life is nothing,
but body and blood
Reborn the monster,
deep in the flood.
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Body to blood
Ashes, dust, and mud

Part 2: This Ship Will Sink. This Ship We'll Drown.

Can you feel my heart beat?
Can you feel my soul reach out to you?
To you, my apathetic love.
Can you feel my soul trying
to let my anger crawl to you?
To you, my apathetic love.
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Fall back!
Becoming more than I ever will be.
And me? They all say
I'm nothing more to you.
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Fall back!
Heaven will spiral downward,
leaving behind the dark ashes
of our hopes and dreams...

Part 3: The Void Have Thrones

I come with feelings
of regret, remorse, and agony.
To cleanse the wounds,
and heal the scars of atrophy.
My blood is your blood,
and in a sense, we can't die.
I am immortal,
so shed no tear this is no goodbye.
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Falling deeper into nothing.
Maybe all the kings are dying on their thrones.
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I am alive.
Open your eyes and see the light.
I am alive.
Deep in your mind is where I thrive.

Part 4: Revenge

We will strike in the dead of night.
The torches burn with a dim light.
They wait for you.
We wait for you.
We will come, cloaked in black.
We will spare no attack.
They wait for you.
We wait for you.
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Dull wind blows
Moon shines bright
I die here
In the night
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Lightning,
travels through the ancient tower.
Scathing,
light of lights. Feel its power.
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Honorable man of valor,
avenge my dying plea.
Do this in revenge of me.

Part 5: The Beholder

Would you give your life
for a chance to save your soul
from the overwhelming darkness
that will send your heart into the hole?
Can you feel its grip,
choking off the air you breathe?
A burning in your chest.
The fire in your words will seethe.
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With dagger in hand
I'll take your life
My oath fulfilled
Feel my knife
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Would you take a chance,
to give life where all is lost?
Making your amends
before every line is crossed.
Open up your eyes
and maybe you will see the light.
There can be no winner
in this endless fight.

Part 6: Cresthaven is Drowning

Rise
Move on forward
We have to bring down this tyranny
Fire when you're ready
We have to fight on for humanity
Fear nothing in your way
Tireless man of war
Strike when they aren't looking
Hear their pleading cries spring forth
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Onward we carry
Our hollow dream
Earth may tempt me
But it's never what it seems
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This is the ****** machine
Take it in for what it seems
Breathe inside your final air
You're now a child of despair
Time has passed right before your eyes
Moments you wish you'd realized
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The storm clouds that hang overhead
Plagues us with the dead
The water falling from overhead
Plagues us with the dead
With no mercy at hand
All the people cry out
Cresthaven is Drowning!

Tyler Lynn Pulliam Sep 2013

Karzak Gordra

******* up souls and spitting out spells
from tentacles with lips at the tips that talk.
Belching out blasphemies from the birth of filth,
that causes the blood to boil from within.
One single eye to pierce the fear filled mind;
a glare that bores - gray matter hungry probe.
The color of wretched bile, with a similar scent.
An oozing beast that has haunted the aeons;
speaking through nightmares and whispering
a supply of chilly lies into the ears of brittle men.

Karzak Gordra on high
Dwell within the murky depths
of man's rotten mind

Swim to your meal, Karzak Gordra
Make home in the dark
and pass over the young

Karzak Gordra on high
Fear naught, filthy lad
Weep for me in days to come

Tyler Lynn Pulliam Aug 2013

United Sectors of Utopia

In the age of prophylactics,
we build skyscrapers out of plastic
Agents of terror trade their bombs in for germs
So we make ourselves prisoners to serve out life terms
Unscalable walls that circle each axis

Hemispherical gates in which they have stored us
Intersecting steel Orobouros
With plenty the yeast farm to serve as our food,
and trend setting deities that change with our mood
A quarter united, we sing out a chorus

Hyper-interactive nonsense to entertain
Connected by a network direct to the brain
With war buried deep, next to monarchs and castles
Their drones target individuals to save them the hassle
While we sleep in our bubbles, ignorant of pain

Part of what is hopefully to be a much larger project. Any suggestions on where to go from here?

Tyler Lynn Pulliam Aug 2013

Blah

Lofty

Aimlessly floating
Destination unknown

Inspiration escaping grasp
Silver lining lost
Pages left unturned

Cloudy is the day
Restless is the night
Left to recklessly dream
Within a thoughtless mind

Sleep is the only seclusion
For dreaming will not cease
Oh, such a keen villain
She is waiting so silently
Mouth watering; ready to strike

Had some fun with the patterns in this one.

Tyler Lynn Pulliam Aug 2013

Temple of Pigs

In the temple built from straw,
humanity gives way to something animal.
Primal chanting of age of songs
and the hypnotic undulating of carnal dance
mark that spirits of the eldest
have arrived from their planar journey.

In the temple built from wood,
baubles have been blessed by the watcher.
Portraits crying oil, and statues carved from ivory
that slurp up spoonfuls of goat's milk.
Even the patron's tongues are sacred;
spouting the language of the birds.

In the temple built from stone,
all entrances have been sealed from view.
The scriptures are now so sacred
that they resonate only within these walls.
Soothing secrets for the selected pious
who give God their gold so graciously.

In the temple of the wolf
there is but one parishioner present.
No doors, no floors, no walls or ceilings;
just keen eyes and a mind unclouded.
Breathing and dreaming worship
within his body most holy.