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SilhouetteMarquis Junior Member
since 2008-02-07
Posts 32 |
Shadows cross for no ill fate A mannequin of empathy Reflect on souls with no control Notorious for rampancy. Possessing of the things we love Possessed by hate of normalcy. Erratic forms transcend this realm, No cause for this blank entity These images of callused fiends Were once of mortal feelings' grasp. But corruption spread, and death ensued For innocence, they no more clasp. I stare upon a ghastly moon Clouds translucent, by the shine. Lightning flashes, jolts the sea A thinning of the weakened twine. I come prepared to end this feat Of subtle grays, no longer thine. I glance upon the rugged rocks And look upon a sight, divine! A half-rot skin of stolen truths A flesh form of thyself lay weak In retrospect of this strange sight My eyes so bright, it's light should speak: It shrieked of songs, my own motet The notes, so shrill, could pierce the heart by lacerations, false intent Now lie in colors, stolen art. Thy undead equal, now reached forth Clenched my heart, to stop the flow He whispered from his gangrene lips "Pro nex vadum insisto" My eyes now flashed with vision blurry Stars' leave, a blink, a vibrant fury Sanguine lips spoke only worry How the East and West shall meet. A seizure of my memories that race so frozen, never warm I see the undead lift his head Become of me, my perfect form. We stand within a cathedral Mosaics glisten, dripping blood Stained glass windows fill the halls Floors speak filth with trodden mud. A choir sings from deep beyond The belfry rings with solemn tone Candles burn a faintly glow. A silhouette sits all alone. Approaching him, I take my steps As if each were my last. Each step, would come a pounding thud So quick, each step before, surpassed. I looked into his calming eyes Expecting soft and brisky skies Instead I found an ocean of Blackened seas and noxious dyes A garden filled with crumbling graves A burning oak, the ashes', slaves. Ancestors' wake, for no one saves Rebirth for no tomorrow. For this mortal lived three thousand years, a feat in which no man has seen. A soldier of both sides of war, Just black and white, no in between. He starts to glow a faintest light He disappears to darkly night The vortex spills into the shadows, Splashing us with lust and sin Crashing though the churches doors comes A tide of emotions held within. I look upon my adversary Try to catch a final sight before this evil has me drowning With his eyes, he dampens light. I woke upon the same night hilltop No decomposing horrid fright Nor pristine skin, so lovely warming Blue waves crash below this spite. I then glanced upon my skin, expecting pale, soak'n flesh Alas! I see the dying grass! The glacier's scar among the pass! The rock's sharp edges, empty mass! The sand's reflection, coarsely glass! Oh, horrid night in which this came! Have I become the one I name? For I, the only one to blame. A sullen soul, for which we claim The innocence, the morale's aim Cause apparitions' fall to shame And I should know, for I the same. Haunt the children 'till the dawn... My only cause:to rip and maim When Helios shall rise for me, it will sting of a thousand arrows, But I among the sick and lame. The Ugly duck, be not a swan: Misfortunate to be not aflame. Thinking of your calm transgress Of feelings, thoughts. That wretched dame. This shadow, only hearts can feign. But disorder shall come to those who disregard the Lion's mane. Mercy's chaos, so irate But insolence, too much askew. No reason for this ardent hate Comparison of me and you: I confuse the light and hope You deny that hope exists I take to the whipping rope And you just keep your killing lists. I fear of things of us to come You fear that it might cause our fall I see the pain of many some, You wish that it would come for all. I look upon these lavish gifts, and crush their hopes and dreams by fault You see this opportunity as a way for wounds to have their salt. I refuse to look into the light You embrace it's present taste. I self-destruct inside my might You poison them with gold faux, laced. I feel us fall down a well, You hate the bottom of this hell Entwined within,this wicked spell Both minds, as one, no soul to sell. |
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Allogenes Junior Member
since 2008-01-16
Posts 35 |
This is one of the best poems I have stumbled across in my short time of browsing this site. It may be a little heady for most, but no matter - it has an almost classical feel to it; intense and hallucinatory. |
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midnightdreamer Member
since 2008-02-03
Posts 309Roy,ut |
great poem. I didn't understand it at first, but great poem. midnightdreamer |
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effjayel Senior Member
since 2007-09-30
Posts 1474At the Crossroads of Infinity |
This is powerful and was very much enjoyed.... |
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Fareed Member
since 2008-02-08
Posts 75 |
"Pro nex vadum insisto" I did not get it but that aside it was sure worth reading into. |
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SilhouetteMarquis Junior Member
since 2008-02-07
Posts 32 |
Hey guys, thanks for all of the positive feedback By the way, "Pro Nex Vadum Insisto" means "A violent death shall follow" in Latin -Silhouette Marquis |
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