"agartha" poems
end me
I seek beyond the limits of fate
veins
I am long gone from paradise
getting everywhere but nowhere
I need to dig two graves
carve one stone the air to share
fear is the tongue of human
freedom becomes my sin
I seek beyond the limits of fate
I am my own anxiety
our thoughts turned out
twisted minds
find a way to get along
get away to find amongst
I am long gone from paradise
getting everywhere but nowhere
gaps and cracks I couldn't see
in the wild endless ocean ahead of me
I'd let the sun breathe me in
shelter my true fear
Burnt enslaves in my own frame
I'm bursting out of my seams
I seek beyond the limits of fate veins
I am my own anxiety
our thoughts turned out
twisted minds
find a way to get along
get away to find amongst
hollow earth
the core i seek
the end of me
how could there be nobody
to help me at the end of me
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 7:07 AM UTC
I placed Roses on the gates to Agartha,
And receded to my knees awaiting purgation.
The Earths crux; the home of the holiest harbour,
Defying my sins in hopes I become host to holy invasion.
Now I wasn't no Martyr and I wasn't no Libertine,
I even come bearing my soul drenched kerosene.
I wailed out "I beg forgiveness for all my sins - I beg forgiveness for everything",
As the thorns from the Roses pierced my skin.
I stained the golden gates with my blood,
as I cursed the Roses to eternal fire.
Each petal wilted down and turned black with my flood, encased in barbed wire.
No mercy for a mere boy soaked in frustration and pain,
Who feared the gates to Agartha to seal; and never to be opened again.
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 6:16 AM UTC