Listen, to my Pale GospelThe throne upon which he saw upon.Held his form most humble.Engrossed with the book meant only for thee.Ye, who lost thine trust and shared its pages to the world. Twice did the humble man say.“Old am I, and full of dread.”Lost in his thoughts, he spoke to the sea.Drowned in heaven, …
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Poetry – A Fool’s Errand
Remnants entangle and itch my body, Phantom feelings unravel. I grasp forward, trying to take ahold, Turned to smoke. In the haze, I see one-thousand problems, My support falters. I choke on the fumes, fleeing to find my peace, Leave me alone. I put on the mask to filter the toxins, My fake face. The …
Poetry – Withered Lilac
The lilac serpent slithered to-and-fro Unknowing of where she would go To escape the oncoming snow The chill of the land does cause her harm Her frost-bitten scales are a cause for alarm With a luster that fades and loses its charm The poor little snake who searches for food Perishes soon and loses her …
Poetry – Sweet Vitae
The first taste is always the sweetest. Their skin splits and gives way to my teeth as I sink in. I feel their warmth drench my tongue as I savor every single second. My eyes roll back into my head as their vitae quenches my eternal thirst. It sustains me. My teeth sink deeper as …
Musings – Beyond Sight
Within the eyes of those who were touched by the Muses, creativity flourishes. An almost limitless number of worlds and works are created through mere thought. Even those who are physically blind can still find inspiration through touch and sound. From the intangibility of dreams to the physical rhythms of music, the mind becomes instilled …
Poetry – Pearls of Wisdom
Exploring out and beyond familiar lands, you will come across a beautiful vista of opportunities and choices. The feelings are intense and sometimes frightening, but you know in your heart that this is what you were looking for. Hunting for. Searching for. Striving for. Every pearl of memory you collect strengthens you. You are empowered …
Poetry – The King and his Cane
I am naked He smiles I am shivering He grins I am alone He snickers I am scared He laughs Terror, fear and apprehension – I am in his submission. Amazement, surprise and distraction – I am awed by his presence. Grief, sadness and pensiveness – I feel his disapproval. I sulk before him – …
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