Death’s Hallucinations

24/10/01

There's whispers of departure fleeting sighs,
Humans linger on the cusp of dissolution,
Fractured realms crumble into fragmented echoes,
Shadows dance, a macabre waltz in twilight's beckoning grasp.

Visions cascade, cascading torrents of recollection,
A kaleidoscope of fragmented realities and yearning,
Each shard a haunting, vivid mosaic,
Pointing the tapestry of existence in spectral hues.

Moments before the final curtain descends,
The mind's theatre unfurls, a silent cinema, 
Staging a play of forgotten memoirs,
A procession of untrodden paths and unresolved whispers.

Between gasps and fading pulses,
The veil thins, as mortality surrenders to uncertainty,
A dance with phantoms in the theater of the mind,
Darkness and light entwined in a haunting embrace.

 

 

Nectar of the Moonlight Depths

23/08/23

Beneath the veil of midnight's hush,
A potion drawn from the depths unknown,
Nectar of the Moonlit Depths,
In chalice of starlight, softly shown.

A drink that's born from the slumber's realm,
Where dreams and shadows intertwine,
Its essence cools the fevered brow,
A touch of magic, so divine.

From lunar wells, this elixir drawn,
A sip of nights own whispered spell,
In stillness of the sleeping world,
Its tranquil whispers softly swell.

O nectar of the Moonlight depths,
Embrace the hour's quiet flight,
A draught of solace 'neath starlit skies,
A mystic balm for soul's delight.

 

 

Deaf to Your Creation

23/21/11

In a whirlwind of rage, the echoes resound,
"How are you so deaf to the notes that astound?
Sister in Faith, did you not realize your power?
You crafted the symphony, each tone, each hour!

Yet blind to your might, oblivious, it seems,
You ignore your essence, your creator's dreams.
The melodies you birthed, now lost in the din,
How dare you deny the music within?

Frustration blooms, a tempest untamed,
You, the composer, should not be blamed!
Your, symphony thrives, yet you refuse to hear,
Your own brilliance drowned by doubt and fear.

Oh, sister in Christ, awake and perceive,
The harmonies you birthed, why deceive?
Embrace the crescendo, reclaim your domain,
Shatter the silence, let your essence reign!"

 

 

 

 

Victim of Time

23/11/05

 

There are times I wish to see you but you never came,
Lost in the shadow of moments, silent and untamed.
In the stillness of my longing, I bear this heavy weight,
A victim of time's cruel hand, left to contemplate.

The memories of your absence, a haunting, endless sea,
I'm trapped in the echoes of what could never be.
Each passing day a reminder of the void you left behind,
A victim of time's relentless march, a heart confined.

I yearn for your presence, a solace never found,
In the depths of this solitude, I'm forever bound.
A prisoner of the past, a silent, echoing rhyme,
A victim of time's ceaseless flow, lost in endless time.