Freed
When I stepped into the light, everything followed me, but when I stepped into the dark, even my own shadow won't follow me. Life is what it is....
Friday, February 24, 2012
Now and Then, Here and There...
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
On V-Day (Single Awareness Day)
S.A.D.
as today I am alone again,
on the day that be spelled as V,
a virtue which is not that I aim.
I’ve searched and waited for you,
an angel for me to fall with,
but here I am looking up to the moon,
talking to it with my feelings beneath.
It was always like this,
torn between the shreds of tears,
and gain nothing as my heart sheaves,
for love which we knew it shears.
And as empty as hollow it should be,
where my love is like a child,
waiting to be held and breath,
by the thread that help me fly.
So here I am waiting,
as aware as a single can be,
watching them smiles in between,
holding this heart for which I see;
my angel to be.
Freed
Sunday, January 15, 2012
A Black Rose
I walked pass a thousand flesh,
Lifeless body on a terrain of death,
But there it stood, a flower that crude,
Upon a shattered man that bears no truth.
A flower so dark, shines befall the moon,
Silvery black petals and so it blooms,
A distant echoes running through the veins,
So shallow
that the flower sang.
A melody that seems so grim,
Dragging me towards it as if I was limbed,
My heart trembles as the sound goes near,
For as long as the blood drips, all it sheaves is
fear.
Then I returned as such abomination was sent,
Back to my home where my lies were tend,
There you were sitting, reminiscing the past,
For that person you hid, with your lust.
So we touched, as we are but one,
But you left me, for all the damned that was done,
So, I plucked this dark flower from the dead,
With it cries, hoped that this would be ended.
But it’s fortunate to say I’m sorry,
Because I only could give you is this my love,
A black rose for your black heart,
In debt by Death, as misery is always what you
are.
Freed
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Creatures of the Night
Blackness,
covered the eyes,
darkness,
filled the skies,
critters crawling underneath,
shadows splits,
windy mist sang their song,
the dead awaken,
stand on their stones,
the soil shaken,
intimidated by the souls,
hunters lurking,
sang their lovely sorrows,
breeds howling,
kneeled with their shattered jaw,
by the wings of lust,
shall the blood burns as a
victim,
with twisted eyes,
all shall be turn to bits.
Preys hiding,
scared by the everlasting curse,
all praying,
to see the light once again,
waiting,
till the darkness gone,
but all is wrong,
thought of having the chance,
but the song dragged them,
rivers of blood,
dare to be sucked,
all gone.
Darkness sang for the triumph,
break of laughter,
as it gets colder,
let there be no mercy,
for whom they be,
because none shall fight,
the creatures of the night.
Freed
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