She neared me most days.
Reaching ever closer her needs.
Drawn forth by the needless cycle of life.
To caress me in places long forgot.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Homeward bound
Familiar to it's master seated.
Such soothing evil bewitched my soul.
As cloud o'mud perched upon the horizon.
Like infant's torn womb festered with maggots.
Such soothing evil bewitched my soul.
As cloud o'mud perched upon the horizon.
Like infant's torn womb festered with maggots.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Bottled Breath
I wrote upon a withered parchment.
Afloat out at the oceans will.
As demon's tempests bred I wrote these words.
Upon the flesh I tore from my rib.
Afloat out at the oceans will.
As demon's tempests bred I wrote these words.
Upon the flesh I tore from my rib.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Finding Place
What have I become...
To bleed such desperation as God Himself.
The shimmering hope of my humanity.
Blinded by the ash of a darkened mind.
Savoir these Martyrdoms
There is no ploy in prayer.
And this lost soul whom preys insatiably..
With breathless eagerness upon your own,
Whilst his venom instills a wallowing in idolatry.
My Hunger
By despair you quench your desires so prurient.
Peculiar yet quaint in ways noted.
Doth thy protest servility so prostrating.
To but be beguiled for yearnings so quixotic.
Take'th from me..
Immaterial. That nay belong...
There I were.... Of desire.
Yet still vexed by the glimmer..
And in it's sheen hypnotized.
Measure of...
Stranger to me you were.
Before lips dimmed to set.
Spoke naught before tongues versed.
As streamed on by stretched smiles.
Clemency by Heartache
Be still & wash away from these walls.
Melt away as I, by the heat...
Of my Anger and Lust...
Seen only by the stir of your lips.
Freedom Coveted
Their empty hisses here serpent.
As each & every word before tinder.
Still another day doth I...
Believe & pour my soul into this unknown.
Scent of Pray...
These dark stains by rivers lie.
For sight of blindness sleep.
As candles wick dim by sand.
And shadows walls they creep.
Self Realization Continues (Chapter Something)
The following is just an illustration of the random things that have gone through my mind for the last hour. A measure of self realization will follow from what I hope to see within it...
Whispering Silence
From beneath the surface of a smile.
I am he whom stills your mana.
For the delights of your horror.
Enrage the flames of my spirit.
Winters Bloom
Tis day born with Lions heart.
To say such beauty speaks from afar.
From the hilt of your tongue doth sway.
And with Rosy lips it pricks.
Another Dawn
The undertones of serendipity.
Where misfortune leads to smiles of heartache.
Shall we weave the entangled web of misunderstanding
And so ensnare our souls with wonder.
Within Me
Shall I lay Waste and Conquer Troy.
& From its Ashes anoint you my Queen.
Have Minstrels grace city steps with your Name
Thus my Love resound throughout my Kingdom.
Bathed In Memories.
Such woe by wonder brings.
Memories fuel fondness to enraging longing.
Scented smiles from bath lit candles.
In a space barely for two found comfort.
Voice Of Reason
Compose damn you, let this ruined axe fall.
And from its brittle edge admit to carnage.
Chisel away each measure of emotion that infects.
To the freedom for such glorious savagery.
Eternal Speech
Tis cancer that be my cure.
These engulfing thoughts to delude reality.
Fall from my cheek you bitter emotion.
Stain the floor my soul decays on.
The Kings letter to greener grass
But shall you question your stance for a moment of delusion and so to sell what is known simply for the urge of curiosity. Simply put and fixate thus your focus blurred so to bestow doubt on what it is present in your palm.
Voices in the Passage.
Whatever shall I do with all this rage.
Maul me as does the carnage of my thoughts.
Is it not for glimmer of the apposed.
And such disdain thralls my heart with peril
Something that plagues me - Discussion
In using the approach of science, be it that all science is that of logical comprehension. I wish to encourage a conversation with the likeminded intelligent people here. The basis of all responses for those who will respond and or are interested in the topic must be presented with evidence likewise those who wish to discredit a former response.
Blinded To Daybreak
Tis the drain of thine soul which besets.
As the memory of fresh wounds fester within.
May you live forever my dearest one.
And pray misery snuffs my inner flame.
A Song To Be Heard
Has mine heart passed by still of night.
Fall a loft by such gloom it shatters.
Twas teeth clinched upon flesh brought tears.
To i that dawn upon these moons.
No Cause is lost
Through these veins my blood boils blue.
As if Judas kissed my soul this night.
Tithe of crimson & raw be spilt.
To lay waste to such a soulful eve.
My Instrument.
Strummed over chords your name finds me.
Echoing between the empty spaces of my fingers.
From tug to treble you tremble at my side.
Breathing volumes louder within my grasp.
Remember You
Shall I then forget to live
And by prejudice of pain be perturbed
So to hide my heart from the sun
And reveal naught but love's dismay.
Little, Would they know...
Oh how my soul knows endless sorrow.
But naught more than this day.
No cheerful whispered giggles befall me.
Just the dawn of empty longing.
Look upon...
By essence of light be drawn.
Moth to flame here enchanted eyes.
Murky morrows to such bold eclipse.
To dawn & rise upon my visage.
My Desire... A tale of dismay
Her heart oft found bruised.
In an age of tyrannous men...
Battered and abused by chilled fists of deception
Malnourished and drawn to bone.
To the wisdom of people
There is that which vexes you..
And these ailments I question from your words...
To you who portray art...
Comment to both written and to those to be wrote... a continues epilogue of phrase... May you hear it and it hear you...
A Show of state...
A fish by any other name still reeks of an unbathed intellect in the afternoon sun
both gutted and mauled by the curiosity of maggots...
Last supper...
Crimson sky covered, tear torn moonlight...
Each star fallen, soul lost to void...
She has passed... By sight of hand
Next to I, near her... Taken and taketh her from me
Death's Note
Tho I be damn & thy damnation.
Brought forth from decrepit & insipid mortality.
& Oft I swear to here visage such devotion.
Thy actions proved, bare fruit to eternity.
What you wish for...
I wish I could be as all you ants...
Perhaps generically set as normal and chemically balanced as the usual...
Woven each inch after the next as what as known as the tapestry named humanity...
To posses a heart, mind and spirit of the meek and mild...
A letter to my Valentine... Never sent (Play write)
Tis youth that bringith forth limitation
Common mores't so the rebellion in my soul
To withstand tides that wash men over and drown them in hopelessness
destined to the rocks beneath the bluffs
Doomed and drowning in tear soaked sands of a tilting glass counting away our lives
Yet what follows in my letter to you as is result of your love.
Swift Melody - Love's Madness
Smoken room and dark corner seat I sit and watch vivid images ruin my heart...
Thin air
Though these haunting paintings in the hallways of my mind hang your face beneath my skin, they do but serve the purpose to feed such horror to my soul as does your departure from my life...
All those mornings...
Shall we dance in these city streets?
Feel the rain on our cheeks...
the loud horns of metal beasts?
A Fish named Neglect - Ode to the women of my Generation
Dither and wither in here pond of life.
Oh how you have fallen from grace oh Daughters of Zion.
How you cover your shame with the soot and ash of your mistakes and rejection.
Eye shadow and mascara to fill your face with lies of content.
Memoirs of a Monster part 2 - Renaldo's Autobiography
23 Years have passed passed, soon there will be none. So let me now write this story of a man you will never know, the man you will never see and the man you will never feel. Even after you shook his hand, even then all you will ever know is his name and that look in his eyes you could never describe.
Memoirs of a Monster part 1 - Renaldo's Autobiography
23 Years have passed passed, soon there will be none. So let me now write this story of a man you will never know, the man you will never see and the man you will never feel. Even after you shook his hand, even then all you will ever know is his name and that look in his eyes you could never describe.
Let sleeping Monsters lie
So many years past since the dawn of an era.
Slumbered so long that even the dust that fill my lungs have been taken,
Taken be the everlasting agony of eternity.
Lost and Found
Crimson eyes for such city streets..
A fine wind blows through the alley ways of Gods fingertips
A woman weeping not in despair...
A clearer picture
So what may seem as clear is but a mere glimpse at the soul
When I dig out the shard of broken glass from my flesh
And stair profusely at my heart through these gaping wounds
A tribute
To one such as you…
I declare a day in declaration of your heart
As in you I have found myself
After the storm
Stem the tides and flowing rivers of blood
The storm has passed and what it has left in its wake
Is to be burnt and forgotten and never to be spoken of
And we wait
Time waltz needlessly forth into destruction
And the nature of humans to wait for such things
Slowly drifting way in the current none appose
I am
Who is to say… who is to hear?
Restless screams of the dead
Grope and lie, snatch the very meal from my plate
Goodbye my Sun
How does death deal with death
I am no savior... no messiah.
Why is life pain... why is this space empty.
A Heart with no Home
These words are not meant
For any special occasion
But it merely describes the way
I feel since the day
She came into my life
I have realized in this short time
What might take others a life time?
Instrument of life
How fickle the mind
That the heart may play its tune
That the melody of sadness
Could bring the harmonic flow of tears
My lady Madness
So many horrors seen from a distant stair.
Across the room I sit... Looking at my soul
How long have I been asleep through this nightmare.
Once more
Do u see… do u see?
Once more I am left to roam and run free
Pray to the hunter and for the hunt may pray
One day in many
Scars relating to a distend future
Night crawls over day
I am left with myself
To walk with the Devil
Questions to God
I took a moment in time
Held my breath and closed my eyes
Seeking answers beyond the grave
Soul Searching
In the search of myself
If only to prove that I was human once
So now I stumble across many a question
The King Must Die
Time takes to travelers tears to terrorize terrine.
Here heaven held heartfelt hatred hereafter.
Even eras evoke evil entities emerging emits eternity.
The Rain
What may be the bearing to that who do not own
Yet that we do not own we wager on everyday
Pitter splatter rain drops on the windows of our souls
The Storm
I can hear a storm brewing from afar
The thunder roles through the hills of my mind
Dark clouds are fogging up my judgment
A fine wind howls tearing a sunder my soul
The true meaning of life
So is man to nature
The existence of all things
To whom I relate and co-exist
Reality the limitation of people
XXI
Has the lust of my own blood
Condemn me to my own sanity
Now I passed judgement for my own soul
Depression is Anger with no Ambition or direction
Constructive Masculinity
Take the grammar and spelling with a pinch of salt...
A psychology student did a survey on me about masculinity here is what she got out of me:
About this place... And some
So... I finally did it... created my own little place to write my own thoughts and feelings down...
Ok, well here goes...
Ok, well here goes...
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