As I pierce the needle through my skin
The drug being only a comfort to my pain
Silence is sensed amid dire screams
A penance slips through the gravest of sins
“What face belongs to darkness that veils
Horrid vices, perjury and more malice
Is it really death’s visage, an image?
Riddled with the innocence of man”
A red cloak of blood descends
From your soft and scrawny neck as i sever
Through skin and tender flesh
I feel naught for your untimely death
But to let you live for just one more breath
My pleasure , their sorrow,my sin
I am death in duty, I am an assassin
Monday, December 22, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
demons
An abyss is what it is
An ensnaring well of malice
Ordained in blood and ash
Falling endlessly ere no crash
Woven with darkness and grimace
No torch would kindle this place
Hope is but a word here
Melted by the flames of fear
Life and death would never remain
Souls wander wildly insane
Once the anomaly is complete
You will kneel a demon at the devil's feet
An ensnaring well of malice
Ordained in blood and ash
Falling endlessly ere no crash
Woven with darkness and grimace
No torch would kindle this place
Hope is but a word here
Melted by the flames of fear
Life and death would never remain
Souls wander wildly insane
Once the anomaly is complete
You will kneel a demon at the devil's feet
The call
I hear the bird's cryptic crow
Indeed death it should bestow
And smother the madness of my breath
I hear the bird's carking crow
And see light kindled in foe or other
Put out by our fateful brother
I hear the bird's caring crow
At the end of a gunshot
That would drown my woe
I hear the bird's crow
And so do all in time
But we don't listen
To it's doomed rhyme
Indeed death it should bestow
And smother the madness of my breath
I hear the bird's carking crow
And see light kindled in foe or other
Put out by our fateful brother
I hear the bird's caring crow
At the end of a gunshot
That would drown my woe
I hear the bird's crow
And so do all in time
But we don't listen
To it's doomed rhyme
Super,no more
I'm a knight with no king
Just a superhuman being
For all the world may
Lay their hope on me
To save yet another day
And to set them free
I'm an angel,not of heaven
Just a snowy plumed raven
Kneel and say your prayer
I'm her to slay your slayer
Put an end to any war
And keep the foes afar
I alone deserve the glory
With it's fellow,misery
I'm after all another man
But I desire to give
Also live all that I can
So spare me henceforth
For now I long for death
I belonged to the yore
Super,no more
Just a superhuman being
For all the world may
Lay their hope on me
To save yet another day
And to set them free
I'm an angel,not of heaven
Just a snowy plumed raven
Kneel and say your prayer
I'm her to slay your slayer
Put an end to any war
And keep the foes afar
I alone deserve the glory
With it's fellow,misery
I'm after all another man
But I desire to give
Also live all that I can
So spare me henceforth
For now I long for death
I belonged to the yore
Super,no more
The Horror,The Horror
The day was spent and gone, and the night
Had come, bent and worn into a dying dream
Dark was the way of that wicked wight
Who sprinkled dust to deafen my scream
Vicious vampires, ghoulish ghosts
Skimpy skeletons, whimpering whispers
Are the usual and unforgettable hosts
Of my mind’s misery deeply immersed
In a scary house alive with black magic
With weary wits I’ve sought to end
This haunted realm with a rather tragic
Wistful, tormenting and arduous ascend
Of strenuous kind, straining, stretching my arm
To grab a heinous hold and switch off my alarm
Had come, bent and worn into a dying dream
Dark was the way of that wicked wight
Who sprinkled dust to deafen my scream
Vicious vampires, ghoulish ghosts
Skimpy skeletons, whimpering whispers
Are the usual and unforgettable hosts
Of my mind’s misery deeply immersed
In a scary house alive with black magic
With weary wits I’ve sought to end
This haunted realm with a rather tragic
Wistful, tormenting and arduous ascend
Of strenuous kind, straining, stretching my arm
To grab a heinous hold and switch off my alarm
Friday, April 11, 2008
Awake?
Silence awoke me then, the absence
Of sounds rose to a null crescendo
A deep note of nothingness
Prevailed over chaos that would follow
Though the sun crest high at noon
Generously gave off its shafts of light
Yet the day seemed to be lit by a golden moon
For of warmth, I was gravely deprived
Heaps of withered leaves fluttered and flew,
The breath of the dying breeze passed by
And my sickened skin numb without a clue
Could not in least wherefore my apathy
All my thoughts spent, all memories fade
Insanity wielded my presence since
Darkness guides every path I tread
Leading me on past my past sins
There was but one true path, it took me
At its very end a black crowd stood
Gathered same as a murder of crows
Shaped a circle and then I understood
Why the sky wont’shine before my eyes
And the why the fleeting wind wont soothe
Thundering clouds tear apart, they cry
They shed at last when I realize the truth
Of my death
Of sounds rose to a null crescendo
A deep note of nothingness
Prevailed over chaos that would follow
Though the sun crest high at noon
Generously gave off its shafts of light
Yet the day seemed to be lit by a golden moon
For of warmth, I was gravely deprived
Heaps of withered leaves fluttered and flew,
The breath of the dying breeze passed by
And my sickened skin numb without a clue
Could not in least wherefore my apathy
All my thoughts spent, all memories fade
Insanity wielded my presence since
Darkness guides every path I tread
Leading me on past my past sins
There was but one true path, it took me
At its very end a black crowd stood
Gathered same as a murder of crows
Shaped a circle and then I understood
Why the sky wont’shine before my eyes
And the why the fleeting wind wont soothe
Thundering clouds tear apart, they cry
They shed at last when I realize the truth
Of my death
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Blue moon night
The red sun recedes, an owl voices it’s call
A rare luminary impels the clouds to fall
A sprightly chill gluts the warm air
The moon alludes from its hazy snare
A gleaming beacon in an endless void
It always does its best to avoid,
The hybrid mixture of twilight
By dissenting from complete sight
Glistening and glowing with silvery white
Dispelling dark shadows of the night
As the sky's blackness spreads
Moon rays seep like silken threads
Gleaming the earth's sable surface
Blissfully descending like heavenly grace
Slowly a gilded dawn shall near
The cosmic pearl will disappear
Behind the scorching yellow sun
Outshined, sadly it melts being sullen
Even so, the moon has besought us all
To bask in its light and evade fear from night fall
A rare luminary impels the clouds to fall
A sprightly chill gluts the warm air
The moon alludes from its hazy snare
A gleaming beacon in an endless void
It always does its best to avoid,
The hybrid mixture of twilight
By dissenting from complete sight
Glistening and glowing with silvery white
Dispelling dark shadows of the night
As the sky's blackness spreads
Moon rays seep like silken threads
Gleaming the earth's sable surface
Blissfully descending like heavenly grace
Slowly a gilded dawn shall near
The cosmic pearl will disappear
Behind the scorching yellow sun
Outshined, sadly it melts being sullen
Even so, the moon has besought us all
To bask in its light and evade fear from night fall
Enlightened soldier
Fumes of war spread through out,
Camouflaged within was a soldier’s silhouette
Silently he strode out from the smog
For every step he had to slog
Tired and distraught he drew his weapon down
And gazed the battlefield with a frown
All he thought of, was that he had fought for honor
But his thoughts ceased when he heard another
It was his foe, helpless who sought his care
At that sad moment he decided to spare
Not only his rival’s life from perishing
But also himself from killing and sinning.
Camouflaged within was a soldier’s silhouette
Silently he strode out from the smog
For every step he had to slog
Tired and distraught he drew his weapon down
And gazed the battlefield with a frown
All he thought of, was that he had fought for honor
But his thoughts ceased when he heard another
It was his foe, helpless who sought his care
At that sad moment he decided to spare
Not only his rival’s life from perishing
But also himself from killing and sinning.
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