"daedalic" poems
Few are the days allotted us
On youth's resplendent heights
For soon we fall, and fall we must
From innocence, to hellish plights
From morn to noon I fell,
Alas! From noon to dewy eve
And still do I perceive
Descent towards stygian abyss;
I grieve
For days bygone and edifice which,
with Daedalic splendor
I wrought in primal hours
To this past, I now surrender
With childhood's cherub wings thus shorn
From Avernus cold, my prayers are Bourne
With broken lips, towards skies azure
The myriad gods I do implore
Uplift this loathsome imitation!
Coal-eyed creature of negation
Wont to build a heaven in hell
This torpid fate I must repel!
Jun 27, 2013
Jun 27, 2013 at 2:28 PM UTC
I saw your face in a dream last night
A sweet apparition of mine
Your eyes incandescent
My heart oblique
Daedalic wings fluttered too high
Somnolent night soon to threaten empyrean rays
Perfidy soon to end languishing love
Pinkish-green words busy blossoming in my ears
Serpent, you smile
I am caught in your lies
Future unsung
My clamorous past forewarns
A mind which recoils at the thought
Of loss consecrated by new malaise
Of wretched sensations soon wrought
We sit close together, our hands entwined
My eyes trace the hazy azure
The glistening embers of our fair past
Set me ablaze and shall tear us apart
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 11:08 PM UTC