"tiamat" poems
The Serpent squeezes the mundane egg, for a moment in time,
…to begin the ages, turn the wheel, and so begin the rhyme,
The circus has commenced, a dancing, swirling motion,
…a pit of ghastly horrors, seen as a vast deep ocean,
…or celestial or cosmic, as some would have the notion.
Some of them were large, although some were also small,
…and grotesquely figured or disfigured, a scary monster’s ball,
…and trudging, stampeding, stomping or slithering down the hall.
There they danced, sang or prattled, where giants fought and where they battled, …thunder unto heroes rattled, with awful screams so frightening, and terrifying lightning!
Scaly, hairy or feathered, wet and fiery or weathered,
…conjoined, twisted or tethered, slithery writhing together,
Kingu and his wife, some say it was t’was his mother,
…his plan was war and strife, pitting brother against brother,
A ******* existence and so morally depraved,
…a state of sickly persistence, they found themselves enslaved.
Then abounding voice of heaven, that divided night by day,
…brought forth a princely king of Luke; the warrior Marduk.
Fourteen engaged in combat, the one against thirteen,
…and thus aligned with the ecliptic, at night they can be seen,
Sloshing in the Apsu, beaten with the club,
…slain and torn to pieces, cutting channels of their blood,
A north wind sent them to their places, fixed on Tiamat’s wheel,
…and the starry constellations, did Marduk bring to heel.
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
Trick tricky on a radiant platform
Jezebel, arms full of gnashing curs
She loves everybody, that girl
She always meant well
The most dangerous thing in the world
Riding the dragon straight into the apocalypse
Nine heads slavering, always hungry
Swollen with decades of wasted debauchery
Brimstone falling from the rafters, pillars of melting wax, melting faces
Tongue to the iron, proving my lie
A deception of self, it’s a ******* masterpiece
The garden lush that falls to rot,
Lunatic blight, land that salts itself
Spending what was spent until it is finally dry like wither.
I,
I run hot and cold, a cheap parlor trick gone bad
Changing phase to phase and back again, losing a little more each time
Tiamat to fire the kiln, I wait
Too polluted by far to continue this way any longer
Wrapping myself up small for you, so helpless and inevitable
Hell-bent on teaching you how to better abuse me
Help me to recreate myself, oh yes please
I am, you will find
More pliable even, in the heat of your hands
Jan 5, 2012
Jan 5, 2012 at 1:10 AM UTC
Sometimes wings look like sky god's arms...
Sometimes your heart looks like a old man's wrinkles
Sometimes even you don't wanna talk
Just silent... you and your soul
they unburden their heart each other...
Get off your heart to me
have you ever heard silence's voice?
Have you ever danced with you, your thoughts
A bird that
escaped from presence
From absence
From love and hate...
Listen... Listen a crow is singing most beautiful song of world
Listen!!! the time is pouring from our atoms
our feelings and memories wander inside universe
that bird inserted its wing to dream pool
O "Tiamat" Did you see this magic?
Bird got dare to majestic Tiamat
And love-queen melted ice inside demon heart
Where is this conflict area ?
beyond world...
Or just inside an heart...
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 8:10 AM UTC
Dear Godzilla,
Kraken,
Scylla,
Mokele-Mbembe,
Baphomet,
Tiamat,
Typhoon,
Abaddon,
Leviathan,
and Sargon.
Just engulf us and end this misery.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 11:06 AM UTC