Thou art as mine own soul, thou placeth every beat upon its staff
Thy flesh cleaveth unto my bones
And they gravity circumvents my spirit in its chambers
I'm bound betwixt thy whispers, gentle as the wind... more »
Thus the mortal writes...
An eulogy is simply forgotten upon the cemetery lawn...
Do we speak in a forward tongue to the undead simpletons?
Merely to proclaim that peace replaces every dropp of blood for your cadaver?... more »
Forever The Same
For where is my heart... Sir, I truly do not know
Where is this beating, I've grown accustomed to flow
Where is the reflection, that seems to be so true... more »
You are the sunrise, dancing in my eyes
You are the peace that flows, and the love that grows
I could never breathe a moment, without you there... more »
Holding this child within my intertwined arms
Has made me realize how much of me I've truly lost
One child, so humble, so sweet, so loving
Could do more for a million than I... more »
Doth thou hate mine painted soul?
Wilt thou refuse thy quivering arrow?
Canst thou daunt the morrow of seven?
Didst thou dream of embers aflame?... more »
My daughter renowned, open thy vein to flow majectically through thy door
Touch the blood as it cascades down thy shattering floor
O' Little one, taste the red hands, sweet as solace renewed on a moonset grave
Measured by thy blood and weighed by the searing crave... more »
Sea Of Glass
Where do I belong...
Without reason, without rhyme
Without love and without time
Without rest or a place to lay... more »
Willow branches do break
Beneath the worlds wake
A solemn cry do ye yearn
But later hate is what ye learn... more »
This stained willow tree
Cries forth sap of crimson
and bleeds forth bark of blue
Stale tides are her hearth... more »
As curtains draw, and prayers are revealed
A cinematic portrait, of what has now been sealed
A pertaining impression, as we watch tomorrow die
To hold you only once, and gaze into your eyes... more »