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Nemis Nov 2020
In the rain out with an umbrella black,
Standing still with the weights on your shoulder.
Passes by the passengers of time,
Leaving footprints of moments enclosed in your mind.

Traveling and meeting eyes,
With strangers you may never find
Again in this lifetime...
Lost in the sands of time.

Feeling broken and the heart heavy,
Hurt in ways never imagined.
Drifting down the window pane like rain,
In solace you find your stay.
November came and so does the memories of past haunting even after the Halloween.
Nemis Aug 2020
In the bed the thorns out
Piercing through my skin
The red liquid flowing, peeling
My body hollow.

I want it, I need it
I don't want to stay so I'm going
Save the blessings for your sins
You don't owe me nothing.

Escaping the purgatory
As the heart bleeds out
Bones shed the skin
Overcoming the impending doom.

Slowly the world fades
As my eyes turns black
My soul subtly rise
To reach the depths of hell.

The last time I breathe in
To fulfil my last wishes
Grant myself death
As it offers me in its cold palm.
Nemis Feb 2020
The moonlight of the scarlet eclipse,
From the chasm of the phantom heart.
In the void of the bottomless pit,
Wandering in search of attunement within.

Abstruse like the nucleus rigid,
Fragile like the flower petal.
Hummings of the oceans and sky,
Quivering will, the fear occupy.

In the stones of faith to pray,
For the lurking fleshes of past which stays.
Rippling through the time frames,
Turning to the ashes gray.
Nemis Oct 2019
As the night grows darker,
Deeper go into the abyss I.
Circling thoughts of past
Threads of the future unknown
Fused with the time of present
Deeper go into the abyss I.

My eyes sees the journey through,
Oh how my body it grows.
Gliding over the blankness I go,
The soul reaching out to cosmos.

Scatters my body to particles infinite,
As I cover the distance in the dark of night.
Chasing the dark with the speed of light,
Deeper go into the abyss I.
I wrote this while traveling via train and looking outside in the dark and reading cosmos.
Nemis Oct 2019
Broken clocks fixing the time,
The elegists are singing the hymn.
The sky shedding its tears,
As for who will bear the bearer.

The ink is fading as the time is near,
The ticking of the clocks is all I hear.
Second-by-second, minute-by-minute,
Can't let them be my source of despair.

Running before time to end up straight,
Just to find it was written in the fate.
I hit them hard they hit me back,
Gained a moment, lost a million days.
I wrote this by imagining what it would be like to fight the time, the clocks. Clocks gone rogue and pardon for mistakes, as there'll be...
Nemis Sep 2019
And in the end it's just me and my misery,
Singing together in a voice unbearable.
Looking the world beyond far, with vision scattered
For the delight is more than I can handle.

Dwelling into the riddles,
Hard I try to get stuck in the middle.
Nor I can fly, nor can I die
For the wings of freedom and my hands, to ground, are tied.

Fix me, heal me, fuse me to life
These are words, upon I rely.
No one hears, no one tries
I wonder if it's time to say goodbye.
Grammatical or some other mistakes would be there, so pardon.
Nemis Jun 2019
A body without soul is just remains,
Free to roam yet bound in chains.
Heartless beings with rotten minds,
Feeding off on whatever might they find.

Close to death, moment by moment
Still avoiding pain and the torment.
Living as slaves, controlled by fate
Born to die, in a nice cold grave.
Little poem about the body and death and soul and fate. I don't think it's the right description though.
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