Ink and steel, drunk and stroppy... Life should not be feared when you have the words to tame all...
After being away from Opuss for 5 days I find myself enamoured with it even more. I feel like I've just been given a new book by a friend but have no idea of the plot.
Nothing's said. Nothing's done. The world goes on forever. The unchanging rules. The whip that cracks. The heart that never said never. Guiding lights show the way, Through downfalls and misfortune.
Sleepers and dreamers and fallen gods; Clouded visions of silvered hearts. Burning angels with tears in their eyes, Forever yearning to break from loves lies.
I saw the devil last night; His eyes burned deep into my soul. The fires of hell blazed in my cheeks, As he smiled at me, Perfectly.
I watch from afar,. The birth of this bright star;. In the darkened heavens of my heart,. I'm torn asunder, pulled apart;. As it soars higher in my mind,. Leaving all anguish far behind;.
Words spill out from me. A vocabulary lost, devoid of all meaning, The endless monologue will never explain; Revelations into the soul are pointless.
The light streams in. A noise screams through the silence; It didn't wake me. Insomnia has taken your place, I lie with it in bed at night. No sleep in which to dream; Maybe a blessing in disguise.
Let them come, Let them see, What we've created; You and me. Let them shout, Let them hate, Words of love, Joy and fate. Let them scorn, Let them burn, Khama will call, Each in turn.
Time and tide washes me aside; Down but never out. Like the punch drunk boxer I stagger, Thrown from bout to bout.
You are the fire, Burning in my brain. You are the aching heart, Bursting in my vein. You are the fountain, From which I long to drink. You are the only thought, My mind can ever think.
Pull away; But leave me with something to remember you by. A love bite, scratch marks or bleeding in my heart. Anything but the violent hole, Of a separation unwanted..
Can't focus. Can't concentrate. Everything I think about forms into your face; Burning my ambitions to pitiful ashes.
Perpetual light, In habitual darkness; Is as futile as love, To all the heartless..
The light of my love shines, In the void of loneliness. But that darkness, Has never extinguished it's flame. It burns on, Ever hopeful, That you will see its glow..
This is an incredibly short story I wrote for my A-Level Literature course and like the majority of my poetry it has resurfaced lately...
I wrote this about 15 years ago (eek... I feel old now!) but after the events of the summer it echoed to me...
Mmmmm... Just found the starting chapters of a story from nearly 10 years ago... I remember writing it but not the words I used so it feels weird reading through it now, like a half remembered...
I recall the seductive screams of loves lost causes; Scorning my soul with their contempt. As they drag through their damnations, battered and worn.
Beautiful destruction, Of all I know. A smile that cracks, Reveals the soul..
I hear you breathing. The regular rhythm of life reverberates through me and reminds me that I'm hollow. A shallow graven image lying next to your slumbering form; Empty, soulless, naked and barren.
As the gales on the mountainside , Rock the great trees; I am swayed by my love. Love holds me captive again, And I tremble with bittersweet longing..
Your greatest weapon is the tear, That cuts through my heart, As it falls to the floor..
Locked inside my mind; The outward visage, a masquerade, Shows no resemblance of the soul. Tear it open. Rip from us our masks; They cover the scars of reality, The true impact of life.
Let their delicate deaths crush you, As a thousand blood red petals rain down. Deliriously, you stare at the goddess; Her ugly lust raw and sordid.
Shamed by apologies, That make amends for past mistakes. Scorned by the passage of time, That leads us further apart. Distance to far for us to touch. Lives torn in different directions.