Cast Upon Thee
I lit a candle
I can see
Dancing by the twilight
Circling around
Passions of burning rationality
I flight
Amongst the shadows
Of the night
Ashes of what’s become
Ashes of what was left
Flew about the wind
And me.
And there was none.
Safety with the vastness
Of the black sky
Emptiness;
Darkness is my only guide
To where the moonchild lies
Underneath the earth-sheet mud.
And I know
And I came
The flight of my sorrow
Suspended above
And I was the shadow
Covered with the dust
Of your soulless ashes
White faced
Wide eyed
You rose and descended
And forced between
The gates of eternal bliss
The broaden mist;
Wrathless;
And all knowing
Mounted the flesh
Of the becoming
The blood on your hands
And it all came within
Repeating
And repeating.
The payment of your sins
To your bloodshed and decay
I wrap you
Entwindle your laments
Sealing your breath
Consuming your light
Until you fade…
And sigh
And die.

6 comments:
I already told you, Hellcat Atomic! There ain't NO VOID! :) Your poetry in dark and wonderful, but life is not so dramatic! Everybody's still there, in that cosmic (comic?) Universe..... We will visit! :)
Magnifique, indeed!
Bravo! Bravo!!!
My dictionnaire is a mess but I want some more!
Encore! Encoooooooooooore!
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Oink!
:@)
I am dead.
:O.
Me too.
It's a strange feeling...
:O)
Magic cog
Big sandal
Clip-on clog
Nighty night.
*creeping away from the shadows looking over the waves of words*
meoowrrr.. i knew i wouldn't simply burn in this hell..
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