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Made of What We Are.
Endlessly in the end,
shall I let flow the passion.
Our own, the love undying
to the very cadence of Heaven's joy.
This paradise discovered,
that when my heart speaks of you,
with a burning passion,
that right away I write away.
Thank you God, for Anael's gift...
This now love from afar,
to this portrait of perfection
That to I shall return....
To this, my angelic fire,
I am bound forevermore,
by unbreakable vows
to that true sense of belonging...
For this living gift,
Shall I be home in a heartbeat,
to fulfill that elated kiss,
To glorify her in full.
Yet Another Fallen Host
My, what hope lies
in the half empty glass,
trembling by tremor and leer.
At such a long road's end,
does it rise and shatter.
What understanding have you,
of fear, of pestilence,
other than the existence of self.
Imposed, the creation
to be eventually bled out.
Filthy, the very cause
by which the water rises,
boiling with blisters
in the overwhelming sin
of the ever beating sun above.
Freedom, to the acrostic asininity
now found laughing atop the grave...
the grave of past gone by,
decaying with every bite
of a gluttonous sloth with an ancient cause.
That to my eyes, the mass hysteria,
borderline loss of sanity from the commonalty.
Have I lost track or do my eyes deceive,
the horsemen's tracks are of disarray,
and I know not which one has come.
Now, the angels look onward,
gazing with hopeless eyes,
searching for faith in the fallen creation,
who now wither and crawl,
away as they fall, into the Abyss....
Declines, the signs of the end,
the near and far come and go,
as the war seeps t
Stained, my face with sorrow,
wash it clean with a kiss on the morrow.
Embrace me not from afar,
And allow my soul to shine brighter than any star.
I swear to you that we are only stronger,
and hand in hand, we'll last through eternity and longer.
We fear the same occurences do we not my dear?
I dread the end of this blessing, but the future is unclear.
My darling, you need not worry of my intentions...
It is only the expected obstacles that bring tensions.
Wipe the worrisome tears from those beautiful eyes,
for it will never be our devoted passion that dies.
Calm your caring heart, as I am here to stay.
And away from my vows to you, I shall never stray.
Long did I hold patience for this to come,
and the cliché cupid had at last found me.
As wherein our lips meet,
this living system of mine reminisces.
What memories have remained
in my forgetful storage continue
to serve my jaw the smiles
that you so know and adore...
For whatever reason, you chose me,
and pray I that God had a hand.
Though I deserve not a thing,
I receive beyond the expectations of my prayers.
Long did I await your arrival,
And I don't believe you were a second too soon.
Cease To Set Sail
Never leave, never leave,
You are the warmth of the blood in my veins.
Cease to set sail on a distance from me.
I am lost in unfamiliar waters.
My love grows, does yours?
In the time of war,
Let only faith keep you alive,
Let only love keep us together.
The waters flow freely with your perfect presence,
The freeze and boil in your absence.
I will never abandon you,
Never leave, never leave.
Fallen From On High
Embrace sweet calamity,
The darkness which engulfs you now.
Apollyon, of that intrepid verse,
Now awaits, drooling with a gaping mouth.
Of temptation, the liars tongue,
Striking up the deals that bring you only to ruin
Just below, Tartarus waits for you...
And the patient welcoming shall be of no surprise.
Embrace now, bitter calamity...
The retribution that has longed for thy touch.
The clustered storm, prolonged, procrastinated,
hovers over to knock you down.
The portal, that vortex, to plunge you down.
Have you to own, no peace...
only what is allowed to your filthy hands...
3. Clothed in Ascension
Down upon my knees,
a murky puddle,
stared as a reflection,
with familiar eyes,
looking beyond the back of my shoulders,
at stormy skies and shuffling wings.
the description unneeded, desired still...
my thoughts raced through the crowds of beasts,
growling at the very pulse that made me such a nuisance.
This place is where expectations wither and die...
where anticipation is born and grows in the arms of rhapsody.
The tests are simply are a part of what I now look forward to.
Thus far I have survived, that I may push on,
upon the degraded and bloodstained Gaia,
now given vision, as blessing or curse, to this war.
My eyes are the ones that see you as you see me!
Yet my own is my own, tested by such a timelessness...
Look to the skies, says my only Faith.
Were you all so blindfolded by mirrors,
only to see yourselves? Rotting to husks?
Falling to fire, to fight as shadows amongst us?
So blinded by light, that darkness is all you know?
Mocked by heathens, feared by believers?!
Right Away I Write Away
To my one and only, the beloved whom my heart favors...
For my all & every
The true love my soul has at last found.
I continue onward, producing letters
To grow into words,Words that still yet
lack ability to describe this, our love.
Though my mind works with vigor,
through day until night,
Evermore to the dying beat of my heart.
Remolded have I been,
and forever grasped...
By a bond beyond unbreakable.
The Heart that drums away the beat in hopes
of reaching the ears of some muse...
In hopes of fabricating my rapture...
Right away I write away,
direct from my inner most being,
Out poured to pages for the eyes of my angel.
It's Not Delivery, It's Damnation.
So long ago began
the ever growing free for all,
The all you can eat,
dog eat dog world,
are the simplistic struggles.
So out of hand,
that solutions become
straight out and down
from the kitchen above,
down the slip n' slide
through the caverns
of mishaps and mistakes,
I bet it tastes like regret,
and the buyer's remorse,
Reap what you sew say
the teeth of the demon,
With every bite sinks
in a shame filled saliva.
"Maybe we'll slow them down!"
Say the so called thinkers...
I can't help but think against them,
but what do I know?
I'm just a common crumb in the trough.
Above Heaven watches,
restricted by the local law
to keep the peace...
nothing is ever done,
but to keep the balance.
Walls of AshWalls feel like ash,
tattered and torn.
Dead leaves drifting away,
leaving naught to morn.
Rain washes away broken shards
revealing hidden truths of lie.
Breathing life into dry death,
past torments becoming shy.
The tower blown over
by whispering winds,
giving sight to new life--
allowing the old to end.
Hating to Love youLife goes by
Its nearly the end of October
Eleven months since you left me
And I still can't seem to keep sober
Drink after drink
Living off of intoxication
Can't mend this broken heart
But its the best medication
Holding on to the past
Feels like I'm stuck in one place
Still being haunted by your voice
And that last look on your face
I'm starting to hate
Everything I once loved about you
Like the thickness of your lips
And how your eyes would shine blue
The sound of your voice
The accent when you'd pronounce my name
What I really hate
Is that no one can pronounce it the same
I hate that I love you
And can't seem to forget you
I hate that I'm broken
And can't seem to get through
I hate that I lost you
I hate you're not here
That every day I'm lonely
And living with fear
But I no longer love you!
Or so I would love to say
But I will always love you
Just hopefully not always like today
DreamThere he stands,
The man simply known as Dream.
He's different now, fallen from grace,
And risen back up to it.
He was a joyous man, but he was beaten,
Torn and scarred, starved and tormented.
How did he get past it all they question me.
I know the answer, only because I asked him myself.
This is what he said to me,
"You can only be broken so much,
Eventually they stop trying,
Then you take every scar,
Every fracture and shattered piece,
And turn them into strengths and advantages.
Since they can't hurt you anymore,
You have nothing left to fear."
He turned his tortured soul into flawlessness.
That is who he is now, a happy wounded soul,
A perfect little broken Dream.
TearsFeel the rain dripping on your face
Sitting somewhere in an unknown place
You might just had your heart broken
Those feelings of yours go unspoken
Let the rain wash your pain away
Let it wash away and find your way
Let the rain slowly heal your wounds
It heals your heart and will hide your wounds
The rain will stay with you for years
It's one of those things that always cares
Because in the rain nobody will see your tears
Hope was killed after it sung "Tweet"
Why! I needn't wonder my dear beloved sweet
Your tears I tasted one dark night
Drenched in despair I almost lost my sight
Sweetness, on my heart do lie down please
With a rhythm as it beats, your sorrow just release
I see in you a bird locked in a cage
They shot you, a scar undying with age
How does it feel to live without living?
There is light but a grave you are digging
To music, my ears drown deep in non other than ecstasy
Your laughter is the song and your smile is what I wish to see
A beautiful painting more than the Mona Lisa
You are to me, when in their eyes you are a GISA
Should it tire the likes of you that much?
A low life or two discussing you while they munch
God gave you the kiss of life, that's a bless
Among others you are but a king and nothing less
Let me be thy hand young Sire
You know me well I am no liar
Your face I am yearning to wipe dry
From the salty water that left its track to die
You are a name so light on my tongue
PlayHer green circles
open wide and
her pitch black
that your face
is close to her face-
it is close enough,
and that she
also said: "only
the hands", but
you chose to
it feels better
this way and
what is wrong
with a hedon
who wants to be
and loud music.
best and worst of himThey called him a savage beast
Yet I knew him as my gentle giant
They said his hands were always ready for a fight
Yet his loving hands always kept and protected me
They said he had a wandering eye
Yet his eyes were always firmly fixed upon me
I could never see what they had said
And yet a part of me knew
In what they have said was an ounce of truth
The way I knew him
Only wanting to see the best
Believing his heart was made of gold
Not wanting to believe and see his darkness
Or was it that he deliberately hid it from me
His way of keeping my heart warm and tender
Protecting me from knowing
So it would not interfere
In what my heart chose to believe
The Ravens of ValhallaO’er desolate shores wept the fate of immortal flames
And into a Winter sun I bleed my dreams,
as a thousand years of love & war dressed the sky
Long-ships sailed to the otherworld upon Odin’s breath
Betwixt night and day I wandered, shimmering, peering
— Till my chalice of Dragons blood flowed but no more
I became a warrior lost in the stars, drifting, ever falling,
Until the shadows entombed my soul in Raven-lore
Lo the tempest eerie; ‘magick entwining spirit and flesh
Upon snow I awoke dreary, beneath winged-silhouettes
‘Couldst be, my Princess adored; — last of the Valkyrie!
I recall — myriad of black feathers in leisured-dance,
And our love soared ravenous unto darkness befallen
From the frosts of creation I wrought gloom and desire,
Bore the tongue of fevered winds thru oceans of time
Here thy whispers feasting, I linger, clad in mists of fire
O’ we have lived, in the arms of shadow and vapors
We have sung, in fields of night
That Elated Kiss
Between us both, that kiss of God
From to and upon the souls within the very cores.
The fruit of this knowledge was not ill-gained,
As meant for mine eyes was the gotten teaching.
Ah yes, the inspired motivator amongst my tongue,
Pure, but deadly, as to protect what is owned
By the cavities that contain ours, the beating hearts.
This marathon to & through
which I gladly volunteer to run,
Has my limbs aflame, enthralled with elation,
Striking down to its knees, the very calamity that
once over took me. Bless you, from above,
as from my lips between us both, a kiss from your lover.
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