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Awakening
I am dead and never to rise again.
The pendulum swings as it toss the hours to the drifting chilly winds.Amidst the midnight sun, behold my sight as my corrupted flesh scream for release from the catacomb that entombs me.My rotten hands hands will appear out of nowhere.And the sound of the slab be heard as my head and torso be seen.My gaunt feet will stand ... Only you, and the pearly orb will be watching me afar.I am walking with my solitary companion.Passing by the skeletony outlines of trees deprived of health and leaf.A cold air I am, odious smell will be emanating from withiin,within the corrupted flesh.I am afloat from the earthly ground, and never again be grimed by the mundane sludge.Fear will creep on your calluous hide, as my brother TIME will be catching upon you gasping and exhausting life.
Collecting lives so thatI would be alone no more.
You fancy me dead and I fancy you are wrong.In the name of the Shadows etch my call on you soul.For I have risen to be Death himself. The Swan's Fall
5.4...
Utopian Swan
time is ticking
the colors are fading
the luster is dulling
what you don't know
is the end of
your white feathers
i was wrong
to fancy that
forever you will
be a majestic swan
wrong to lead you on
that you could
outdance
the Eternal Dancer
Time.
say goodbye
to all those fineries
becuse you time
has already
gone by
the sun is
alrready setting
the purple
and crimson tint
are painted
on the sky
anytime
from now
would
be a dark night
the final fantasy
would nearly be over
and the blacknight
will taint over
the feathers of white
3. 2..
It's already pitchblack
the night of
the majestic swan
has come
the majestic swan
would be a dying swan
one by one
those fluffs
would fall
as it is tossed
to the merciless
cycle of the wind
signifying
the surreal speed
of how the
feathers of life
has fell away
a gale, an icy gust
is chilling the warmth
off your ashen skin
and your breath
would come in
deep, precious
and gasping pants
a total black-out.
You are dead now
but at least
you have been
a stately, young swan
though
you died as
a suffering old swan.
But still a swan.
1.0.....
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Life is cruel and unfair,there I said it again.That line is a cliche that shrouds the sun from my somber existence.I always know that life is a bitch ,I live to die.That is definite,but why not die simply and pass-out of this infernal world as it is?The point of this one-end ordeal (defeat) is that I have to be tormented and scathed until I give up and call it quits.To die now is saving yourself from further pain and defeat.Die now now or suffer tommorow.
To die is the best disposition and measures to be taken out
of this unfair playing field.Life means just another nails that is driven to the bloodstained body, but sustaining your breath for you to feel the sadistic pain.It si totally madfdening and mind wreacking I am tried of this cruel events that is taking over the life that I formerly knew was mine.Now it si an earthly hell.With the devils as the fire that surrounds me ,the fire as my sufferings and Satan as the ventripoquist of it.Satan is you. You are the cause of my misery.Life is exalted to know that I am suffering body and soul.Damn it want ot die now. Utopian fantasy
a sweet nightingale's song
verdant valleys
wild flowers
flourishing trees
bunch of apples
beautiful pixies
pink and yellow
flying ,reveling
serene river
calm waves
utopian fantasy for
you
a drumbeat of distraction
stolid glen
and parched earth
skeleton of trees
a molded frame
withered flowers
baron thieves
and lawless pawns
pillaging and burning
swarming
flies and mice
on dead bodies
of hapless men
and gothic children
flooding and overflowing
river of styx
surrounding Hades
a crowded garden
a gulf of flame
on the bottom
calamitous reality
on the surface
utopian fantasy for you
spontaneous distraction for me
The Bride's Groom
You are regal tonight
my pride
you look as if i am
in a heavenly trance
your yellow tresses
cascading soflty
by your side
the elegant gown
perfectly done
the laceyfolds
and the silky sheen
compliments your skin
you are beautiful
tonight my love
you appear as if
i am in an ecstatic seance
your eyes
smiles
your cheeks
blushing pink
and so fine
your lips
so sweet
and a pout
I wonder how did
they ever made you so ]
regal
beautiful...
My bride
its our wedding tonight
can you hear
the song that fills the air?
can you see
the candles that lights the space
can you smell
the fragrant flowers?
I love you my bride
wait till i join your side
and i will take you to
the purple aisle
but first let
me break into the glass
that is a wall
between us.
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