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Literature Text
we enter
Death's blossoming tomb
where the context of words
spin slowly among solitude
darkness swallows our eyes
and whispers to the rhythm
of a heart beat
a whisper of immortality
lifeless reflections
forced between
the wrath of ancient screams
that bind our hands in deceit
a punishment
for letting the truth become
complete
balancing the future under a razorblade
the world shall perish
within our breath
to the sound of vile static
an eclipse strong enough
to block out the light
of the soul
Death's blossoming tomb
where the context of words
spin slowly among solitude
darkness swallows our eyes
and whispers to the rhythm
of a heart beat
a whisper of immortality
lifeless reflections
forced between
the wrath of ancient screams
that bind our hands in deceit
a punishment
for letting the truth become
complete
balancing the future under a razorblade
the world shall perish
within our breath
to the sound of vile static
an eclipse strong enough
to block out the light
of the soul
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Literature
Mystic emotions
In the darkness of my soul
my face is locked away
though you stare into my eyes
I'm not the person that I portray
hidden behind the walls of my heart
where no one will ever see me
safely protected within my dungeon
where only I possess the key
Deep dark and mystic
bottled feelings lay
in unreachable places
of a secret passage way
concealed love unrevealed dreams
minding the riches of the heart and soul
behind inaccessible doors
which no one will ever find
Mystic emotions
my true inner self
sitting all alone
like dust upon a shelf
all my life there was no one
to share my love or dreams
so I'll take my emotions to the grave
from my deepest j
Literature
Broken Spirit
Broken Spirit
In the corner of this bar
I swallow my miseries alone
In the depths of this whiskey glass
Lies the tears of my unheard moans
Fiery-ice, liquefied annihilation
Madness on the rocks
Death awaits me patiently
Cause in hell time has no clocks
Beyond this physical realm
My spirit surrounded by haze
Possessed by evil and darkness
Lost within this circular maze
Trapped inside this whiskey glass
Spiritually I'm caged
Physically I'm slowly dying
Mentally I've become deranged
Scattered thoughts, shattered emotions
Uncontrolled by this deathly crave
Never had two feet to stand on
Born with one foot in the grave
Slowly my spirit burns
By
Literature
The sacred heart
I would like to be wrecked
in my melancholy, to fall in
my glorious solitude -
bitter light without forgiveness,
is it destiny
that I break to pieces
every time?
Others' estrangement makes me lose
the love of myself,
until my tears
to my own eyes
die down, unimportant, unheeded
Loving my sunset
ardent with carelessness
I suppress within me
the will to live
not to feel anymore pain -
I yeld to the eddy in flood;
my heart burning,
knowing
that part of the harm
I did it to myself
I minor being
to others' wishes,
life an empty mechanism
of clumsy days;
forgotten to the bottom
of shadow
is the box of dreams,
without ever serene condition,
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Previously published in Shadows and Light Magazine (now defunct) and The World Passed Between Our Breath
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The emotion within this poem is strong. The contrast of this piece sets the mood for the whole poem. This is very well written. I enjoyed each word 