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 Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 12:57 pm
I acctually posted this same list in the Artists Corner Forum.
Minus one poem that I didn't like too much. But eh..
Not a big hit there. Then again I wasn't expecting much.
Ah well.
Enjoy.
<3
Contents
My December
Torture Garden
Till Death Do Us Part
Separation Anxiety
The Masochist
Rest in Peace
My Sylph (Subliminal Trance)
Carved Into Memory
Broken Hearts And Suicide
World Tyranny
Cataclysmic Fluctuation
Phantasmata
Betrothing The Reaper
The Forsaken
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 12:59 pm
My December
A twisted perception of reality, My graceful December.
Leave me now? Then never return
She mistook love for deception, Is this what we've come to?
She ran away with tears in her eyes
She never knew, But I heard her cries
I pray the light breaks upon her, Without her darkness I'd suffer
I won't let her fade away, But fade into me, She shall
She lie on the floor, More glorious than ever before
Such a sight I beheld
What a graceful image I had witnessed
It had seemed she found her sole release
Alas, It seemed her soul had found peace
Conjured in her heart, The spite, The hate for all mankind
Slowly she faded, seperated, Her soul bidding farewell
Never the less, I stood there watching
Dare I move? No, I dare not
For the truth was unescapable
Should I flee her lasting memory would only haunt me
And so I watched her blissful demise
And few others joined her audience
The terror beheld by some
Such fools, Joy was at hand
Dear December was almost gone
When she finally realized what was wrong, What had she done?
Now, At the moment of ultimate departure
She remembered her long lost love
Now that she had forsaken me, Her senses returned to her
She breathed their essence And with each intake
Her heart grew more and more faint
After all the hate she swore she'd never abandon
She released it, She had returned
If only she could make things right, If only those bridges still remained
She might be able to live her life but nothing remains but ashes' stain
How ironic, Life returning just as it fades
The Darkness breaking, The light evolving
Now it is her that suffers
With her last gasp of air, All the rapture, she recalls
And with that dying breath, She speaks her final thoughts
I still love you
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:00 pm
Torture Garden
A chain of collective curses
Strengthens as I fall
With infinite boundaries of void
The roots of abrasion breed
I grow weary of this vengeance
A grudge that I will not let die
And though it consumes me as fear and hate
I would not let myelf run free
There is no light to be shone upon my tears
A streaming lake of crimson retreat
The roses of malevolent deception
Bloom from the nourishment of your words
Falling into the soil like acid rain
Burning into my soul like psychosis
A rose is just as sweet by any other name
And the asphodel I have become
Has beckoned me to shame
I feel the toll of a weakened heart
As it carves its name into me
I hear your voice from behind my eyes
Waiting for me to fall, to dominate my corpse
You coward, you fool, you senseless ********
I've been your tool for so long
I've needed not your crucifixion
For so long, I've been so wrong
I need the darkness, so that I can see
Past the blinding light of your porcelain portraits
Of what I am to become, of what you made my destiny
You feed me lies and to digest
And I swallow your pestilence, eager to insurrect
But the one in me must die
And I will become what you are
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:02 pm
Till Death Do Us Part
The beating of my heart seems to follow your words
They lead it to rupture
Your touch gently orchestrates my soul
Rebuilding the shattered fragments of my heart
My heart follows your own
Stronger with each radiant beat
Resplendence drawing me closer
Attracted to your enchanting heat
I can't elude her hypnosis
Her image stalks my thoughts
Compelled to that enigmatic aurora
Spellbound by her graceful suffering
Her glacial kiss banishing all thoughts of doubt
Blasphemous embraces of erotic agony flourished
Bloomed from the seed of lonesome despair
Sinful urges of darkness and lust crept forward
As our lips embraced, Such sweet disgrace
Seduced by her black lustrous casket of guilt
Gleaming with the tears of my dark angel
Her ebony eyes, dilated from the intoxication
A mirror to my own
Nostalgia for our ancient fantasies
Only memories remain
Sinful scars that stain my skin
With no need for aliases, we're damned together in any tongue
Perception blackening toward all others
Nothing else matters but her
Take my hand and transcend the chains of this earth
A testament of carnal wealth, an obscurity of dark fornication
Her beauty is my release from Hell
My one and only true salvation
Forever and ever you'll be in my heart
Awaiting patiently till death do us part
Your echoing words, they race through my heart
Always enchanting till death do us part
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:05 pm
Separation Anxiety
I yearn for an auditory heroin, the solace hidden behind your voice
Tortured by this addiction, in my soul, this venom anoints
Your words are the seductive songs of a siren
Enchanting, spellbound with abysmal desire
Speaking with destructive beauty, potent and pure
My ears alert, anticipating those three enthralling words
Can't you peer behind my smile into a sea of truth
Into the eyes that forever hold the fear of losing you
Into a spirit bound by such terrible attraction.....
A poison flows through my veins, hunting the blood as it flees
Into the dark chasm of my heart, sanctuaried haven it seeks
But what keeps me alive unknowingly leads the ailment into my very soul
As it blooms and grows, my Doom, I do behold
Corruptor of the blackness I've held onto for two eternities
Rupture Hellish madness to replace it with another.....
Reflecting upon a ghost, upon self-taught strength
All I once was, nothing compared to what you've made
I lie alone with a crippling loneliness, my arms hollow without your embrace
Emptiness devours every inch of my body
Without the protection of your smiling face
Your touch, an organic firestorm in a world of hypothermia
From it, I'm quarantined in a masochistic Winter Wonderland
Satan's triumphant fists clutch my heart until it's charred dark grey
Just in time for the holidays......
If a Goliath, you are the single stone that eclipsed my Inferno of Pride
But bloomed symbiosis, this crophyte
Surviving by hiding from past blackness into the light you've shone
But can't escape, I face the cruel sharpened caress of December alone
My lips still beckon your embrace with a starvation beyond lust
A hunger transcending all dimensions of God's creation
I taste Hell when I taste anything but you.....
You've shed what held you back, it seems I was the greatest weight
You've become a part of me I've thought of cutting away
To break this chain and watch the pain it brings fade
To watch my dependence upon you bleed away
Though some of what you say may hurt me, wrath never treads my mind
To fulfill a secret promise, you're what vengeance could never find
For it knows not the way to my heart....
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:07 pm
The Masochist
Pluck the feathers from my blackened wings
Take the breath straight from my lungs
Rip the stitches, now they sting
My wounds, healed by the caress of your tongue
It hurts so bad when I'm not bleeding
Sedated when I am
Crave my blood, I know you're teething
Spill my pillar of ebonized sand
This hourglass is running low
Doom, My epitome
Take your fill, Lo and behold
What has been done to anger thee
Pure from my veins, take the wine
Seek retribution in the falling drops
Redemption drank from the vine
My love, for you I would bleed nonstop
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:08 pm
Rest In Peace
Tears spilt upon your grave gave birth to new season
Through snow and hail, rain and fire, I cannot see the reason
All roses wither slowly and the thorns protect loyally
Though when plucked, all life is swept away without warning
And so I stand upon your memories, gazing at the past
And wish to see your face once more, to touch your skin, alas
I feel the weights of this world taking its toll on me
And time after time I am tempted to break its grip, to be free
I think with ignorant hope, one day we may be reunited
But in my mind I know such dreams are long dead, in spite of
All the times, golden nostalgia, so cherished
Why was it your turn to ride the flaming chariot
Sorrow and remorse suffocate my heart with no thoughts of release
I foolishly hope with one more prayer, your soul may rest in peace
All burdens left upon the consciences of the loved
I'm reminded of you by malaria, its essence in the air
I whisper words of requiem and look up at the heavens
But in my soul, Lo, I know, your spirit is not there
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:08 pm
My Sylph (Subliminal Trance)
I look past curtains of sunlight
Dispelling morning flames, dancing
Lifting the veil to reveal night
By which you would enchant me
Longings emerge by evening twilight
I wait for you under the stars
Gleaming with all of its wonderous might
Ripping innocence apart
Our lips embraced under the moon
Its shield of nocturnal romance
Then I awaken all but too soon
Freed from this subliminal trance
My sylph has left me, never to return
But was never here to begin
Imagination's desires burn
Wishing for her delicate sin
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:09 pm
Carved Into Memory
Pieces of what I once was
Fragile, torn in my hands
One piece dry, the other wet
With newly shed tears
Gazing into past life
Both joy and pain revived
By the face of captured beauty
Drawing hate from its origin
Torn now with hopes to forget
But even after its destruction
The image still haunts me
Forever carved into memory
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:10 pm
Broken Hearts And Suicide
Stitches of a better time never seem to be sewn
Ridicule and overdue time have left me so alone
You were never there for me, No footprints in the sand
Your touch was the only thing I could feel, Only your cruel hand
Our blood is the wine of which we drink
And our veins the vine from which it flows
Our love is but a winter flame, dancing to the ballad of misery
Hiding behind our fragile voices, It speaks in blissful revelry
The tone in which it whispers, delicate and frail
The grace with which it blesses us, can both lift and fail
Nothing could interfere with us, we were inseperable
Interruption intact, my heart then cracked
We both knew this was inevitable
Like salt against the wounds, the heartache stings yet heals
Now that I've been consumed, release seems to enseal
I've regained the will to live, but lost the will to love
You were either a hellbound wraith or an angel from above
The sun set on our lives and so then rose the moon
You've mended my stitches, reopened the wound
I know the morale, I know it all too well
The loved shall find salvation
While those who've lost it endure hell
You've stolen my ailments and broken my heart
Nothing can repair these cuts on my arms
Is this what you wanted? Did you really love me
All irrelevent now, through the fog, I can't see
Was it your desire to beat and rape my soul
Or was it just a fire only meant to grow cold
Your voice rings in the back of my mind
Haunting all my thoughts
If only I could deafen or blind
These desperate thoughts
The blade is the only remedy here, its lick, my only repair
Medications serve no purpose, my wounds can taste the air
Binding a slipknot and untying my life, these tears cloud my thought
Hitting the rope and suffocating myself, my neck strangled and caught
The pain has taken a state of permanence...
The blood and tears, My only evidence...
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:12 pm
World Tyranny
With patriotic luster, we conquer the weak
Raining fire upon the innocent
They say that peace is what we seek
But revelation is irrelevant
Strand from strand sanity is torn
Why is it that peace is the root of all wars?
Black from the inside, but not on skin
A wolf in sheep's clothing, so saccharine
War is carnal, a device of mankind
To slaughter and harvest is it's design
The lives of many, the immaculate
Raped and ravaged by the arrogant
Greed and pride drive knives into spines
And steal salvation from the deserving
Pillaging graves, we die the same
While politicians sip intoxication, they're burning
Support our children, hate their killers
Not the ones of foreign soil, the ones we see in the miror
A devil of flesh was elected by us
World peace is a lie, just an excuse
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:13 pm
Cataclysmic Fluctuation
Manipulated my whole life
I see nothing but fog
I've been shaped into what I despise
I can't see right or wrong
Black and white has left my sight
I'm left with entities of grey
To accompany me in my new life
Killing me, day by day
To be invisible would be divine
A reward I don't deserve
I know now I can no longer blind
Myself to the perverse
I see the flaws, the errors of it all
My eyes have retreated to the back of my skull
Lost in the corridors, trapped in the halls
Of the emptiness within my soul
I wonder what I should do, what it will make me
To do the righteous would be so painful
And in perversion I'd find safety
But dwell with my conscience, would a fallen angel
And so the complex collapses, the structural fecility
My heart is set to run against the modern imbecility
And so I am fated to a mortal condemnation
All for rolling against the cataclysmic fluctuation
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:14 pm
Phantasmata
Just beyond my grasp, Thoughts that I can't reach
An apparitional asp, Specters shadowing over my mind
Speculation futile, A premonition of perpetual terror
Lying in my mind, Ties to this error
Further into my own abyss I fall
Passing through this chasm
Demise deliberate in the depths of this phantasm
Immolating prodigy in an attempt to unearth this encryption
The pressure on my soul, Immense
The wraiths that stalk my mind, Intense
My affinity for tragedy, Imminant disaster
Unobtainable realities spiralling faster and faster
My attraction to destruction, Killing me
These visions have left me blind
Crying blood as I boar these phantasmata out of my mind
Cutting my sanity and watching it bleed
Until I have the fuel I need
To rid my self of this disease
And expell this famine, Far from me
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:15 pm
Betrothing The Reaper
I feel the gentle kiss of another
I hear the venomous hiss of the serpent
Pain has forever made me his brother
To my legacy comes a sure end
The strife I've endured, the battles lost
Was there no meaning to it all?
The bloodshed failed to quence my thirst
The wars I waged upon the weak
Have stitched up my own wounds of hurt
But now release is what I seek
I've felt the pain of a thousand daggers
Slowly massacrating my faith
My back turned always to my loved attackers
Never to look me in the face
I've read of tales of vengeful demise
Of bloodsoaked lips and tear doused eyes
But now that I've stolen my own life
I see nothing, darkness nor light
I feel the numbing ecstasy
My bride, I do behold
Rotting alone in a glorious daze
I gaze at my betrothed
Her hidden beauty, masked in enigma
A forgotten Asphodel
Her necrotic lust, a lovely stigma
Leading the way to Hell
And as I pass through the gates of Dis
A blasphemer's temple exalted
I see the curtains collapse into mist
The veil of the Reaper has fallen
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:16 pm
The Forsaken
With no shelter, we roam, Without a home
Bliss but an illusive seductress
With no tourniquet, We bleed to death
Only to find we can never die
A sharp cry, A tainted whim, Reviving us to life again
Another chance, Another way to fail
One last possession by the demons in us all
Magnetic revenants teaching us to fall
Carnal corruption drawing our souls to indulge
Reduced to crawling for the renewal of this curse
We walk alone, With heads hung low
Quarantine this plague
Times of acceptance and empathetic embraces
I remember, so vague
We stalk the winter winds and nights
Abandoned by all but perpetual plights
No one to love, Everyone to fight
Forsaken by your light
Ebony sadism falls from one eye
And crimson masochism from the other
Dead to conformity, Repelled from normailty
Manifested in mortuaries, Internal diablerrie
Desolate and immune to this shadow of reality
Reaping, Weeping
We are the forsaken
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