My Poems Part 4 -Serpent, Corruption, Furies and Other Poems
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Serpent
We ride the serpent’s back.
Unaware of its fumes
we die…
Fear’s infant
Brings death, death
Who was the true
Perpetrator?
A scapegoat,
A scapegoat.
These twin fumes
Guides our vengeance;
why must we kill
those who meant us no ill?
For all our faults
We run amok
the media’s instigation
guides our thoughts, our nation.
Never daring to wake
Never caring to wake
Corruption of Youth
Spring has yet to come.
With the coming gale
our heart begins to fail
under Winter’s tune.
The spring blossoms
Lie petrified…
Quietly the maggots,
whose putrid visage,
make the blossoms age.
Please! forgive spring
Autumn’s sins.
This dreaded pollution
brings forth confusion.
Despite our futile efforts
winter remains at large;
Wielding my final wind
I bring an end
To this hymn
Avenge me Furies
I summon thee, furies!
Pack up your bug spray,
for there is a fat fly
that needs to be tamed.
Condemn him for killing
Those that are fleeing
Away from his throne
Away from his drones.
I summon thee, furies!
bring up your rifles,
for there is a gluttonous evil
that needs to be spade.
Torment him for feeding
on his greased up civics;
just to up bring
his own golden links.
I summon thee, furies!
Condemn his loftiness
Tysephone, my lady,
I beg thee swiftness…
Torture him for his brutality,
for having defiled their purity,
by feeding them
his own wretched insanity.
I summon the furies!
Come please with haste!
Be not idle as he wastes
what little remains.
Avenge me ,furies!
De ja vu in Dream
Crystalline silver strings,
shine with the awakening.
Once again, the frail
hands will rise
Once again “once again”.
I follow, trapped,
Beneath this hollow hole .
Once again I am guided,
The pit beckons.
Anxiety creeps froth,
but he beacons.
Left frozen, in silence
The last messenger sings
“flee! Live!”
Deserting this impending doom
My own death grips me.
Once again voices,
silently scream
“go forth”
This cursed memory.
Is the bane of my waking hours…
I cannot shake of this uneasiness;
I cannot break free of these shackles.
Once again, I flee
from my blood;
the crystalline gaze,
these emerald pears,
His eyes…my eyes.
With fury’s flight
he creeps froth with haste .
This deadly game
Starts yet again.
Tere vs the speed demon
I stare on, with shame,
At this cursed reflection …
“Why… so much disdain ..?
This is your wretched gaze.”
The life of a human,
this cursed form.
This wretched cycle
spins on forth .
“Shed no tears ..
no need for fears.
Plenty find
the will for casting behind …
-Such foolish fantasies –
I do not want this,
No more dark conformities!
I’ll swim forth!
I rebuke these
imposed destinies.
“No options remain…
awaken speed demon !
and see your humane
Façade!”
I will become strong!
“Awaken your lost!”
-How long must this
perpetual dream
continue rotting us?
You are the deception!
It is I who is true!-
I shall shatter
this mirror !
“We shall reveal the imposter!”
-the true illusion…
it is I who is strong!-
<crack>
Protect the unborn
Protect the unborn,
save us!
How much debate
for the sake
of common hate?
What is a life?
What is unborn?
How do we decide?
Her life or mine…
Save us!
The unborn…
Protect the unborn…
so much violence
over trifling malice.
Cursed convenience…
Human malice.
Save us…
the unborn.
“Nemesis let us be,
it was no malice.
Silence!
No more words…
Quit stabbing our soul…”
-We had no choice!-
Burdensome
I want no more This weight on my shoulders
These pitiful eyes tears my soul asunder
No more lies Face up! Cursed denial
*** ***
To silence my woes I sought to make my frenzy eternal
I suppressed … This terrible impotence
The desired lack of pity now allows my rage to hence
**** ****
Now roar! the furious soul,
My ancient fight awakened by his scythe,
My cursed blood Upholds my horror
In innocent hands! Why did I lose hold?
The hunter
Thump, thump!
This cold sensation
follows the curve,
stirring my fascination.
Such a pale grimace…
By god! My face.
Thump, thump!
One step! 2 steps
Frozen stiff; it roars.
Thump…thump…thum…p
“Move! Refuse thy dharma?!
Bah! So much for the manliness of man!”
Thump… Thump…
Raise forth by thunder,
clarity restored,
I refuse to suffer
Fate’s cruel, final horror.
gasp…gasp <gulp>
Thump! THUMP…thump…
Mock trail (or court what ever you prefer…)
Do not judge them,
just condemn them.
They are guilty
there is no question .
Just the sentence
is in question.
Should we kick them
just for violence?
Should we burn them
just for malice?
Noooo!!!
Do not judge them;
just condemn them.
If they are guilty
we don’t question;
if they are here
then it is clear.
GUILTY of charge!
Should we rape them
just for fun?
Should we stone them
And be done?
Noooo! HA! Ha!
Worldly tyrants come forth;
make thy homage our court.
We judge not, but condemn…Condemn!
Oh no! Horror! Noooo!
Gamble Gaia
Cast the dice, its burning.
Gamble up our soul,
Green Envy, callous moon…
Agni, offer us a sacrifice,
To make mother pacify.
Gaia, mother, embrace
Us no more
You take our breath away.
We want no more
This cursed 5th season.
Forgive us, we neglected
We sicken Humbaba.
Devolve us, chastise us,
But forgive the rising sun.
Insomnia
In this dark nights,
My solitude
Tends to Interlude.
1000 times more,
I hear the cry
Of my soul.
What can I do
To prove you,
My lord?
That I done my must?
Living Rex
Nobody knows best,
But the living Rex.
Empty desires
Whispers, surefire.
Empty faces
Dare to shunder
“A I sane?
Am I the same?
This cruel world
Now has claimed
My old disdain.
No one know you best,
Except the living Rex
His calming lire
Calms the old ire.
Wasted
Another day, my youthful vigor
Wasted, wasted,
Another storm surges forth.
These empty walls
Grow dim with sorrow;
These empty faces
Reek useless pretenses.
As the rose turns red,
My heart now sheds
My final struggle,
My last regret.
To the Old Gods : Zeabot & Alecto
Sing me a Song
Of war’s begotten son.
Come forth, Ares!
Bring forth thy rages.
As Apollo descends
Our hearts turn dead.
I am tired
Of having to transpire.
Of having to conspire.
Of the devil’s woe
Our greatest foe!
Sing me a song,
Alecto, my love.
Come and redeem
This rotten justice
That we long for.
Hurry, come forth
I wish to see
Our common foe
Whisper your name.
The first, the all,
Zeabot, for whom
The first son
Was offered.
Come, nameless God of Lore!
Cast them into the abyss;
At least for Today,
Justice will reign!!
Thysephone
For ages, you grown tired,
Your song is now a liar;
You exist not today
You act not today.
In the dark side of the moon,
She wishers her own doom.
You look down to notice,
That empty faces hide tears
That echoes my true fears.
Night
The thing that I dread the most
Is to see you and speak;
I desire no more,
Just release me from your hymn.
I am depleted and tired,
Abandoned by thee, Nemesis,
No more, your righteous Indignation.
Filled with horror,
Is the song, which I sing.
I beg for deliverance
From this night child.
You know what I seek!
Call forth the storm
Alleviate our woe;
And end this tune.
Thy Too
Filled with rage
And agony,
I seek thee.
Take the king
From this city.
I cannot walk.
My heart grows hard.
I seek your furious song.
Filled with empty screams
I whisper hate,
Born from your deeds.
Betrayal
Who was the last to stab me?
I feel it hard and strong,
Take my mask
Erase the past
Given! Never
Never, not once
Did we foresee
Such lies, such evil
I cannot abide
By such a rule
Bah! Never, not once
Did we say,
“I give thee…”
Yet… you take, take.
This is your last mistake!!
Torture
Seek the wind
Beneath our lungs,
Seek beyond
This spring, these thoughts
I’ll repay our trust, our name
Now defiled, they race again
Virata, what is this torment?
You claim to know my woes?
How could they claim fault
When our breath lies within their vengeful grip?
Silent sorrow,
Tainted whip,
Ill repaid, our trust, our sin.
Foolish hope lies dormant
Take it back, discard it.
I want not your sanctity
Ill repaid was our trust in you grip
For now we sink (gulp)
The End
This cold wind
Chills the bones
As I sing,
The soul departs…
The phantom of Yesterday
Mercilessly, crushes my day!
Is this my true answer?
My steps take me farther
Day by Day,
The further I haste
The more she wastes.
Flee this pursuing fury!
Flee the mourning day!
I can never regain
The light of this day.
The Kika has fallen,
My true self awakens.
Afraid
The wind carries my screams,
As oblivion surges,
This phantom emerges.
Haunting the corridors
With untold horrors.
I search their faces,
I only see empty vases.
Carried in this hymn.
Tainted
After being tainted,
The germ spreads
Beyond this façade.
As the sand wastes,
Our doom hastens.
With this scorn
With this woe
She spreads, she takes.
As the malady spreads,
My home becomes my friend,
No more heroes,
No more zeroes.
What remains is my disdain.
For today, I regain…
The crimson bloom, reborn,
Relieving my old forlorn.
The Furies’ Dept
This mistake has us rotten,
Our old face, now forgotten
As the stars fall, oh, so bright!
Our hands tremble with fright.
We are malice!
Within the hours,
If you gaze,
Our minds mingle.
This crimson haze
Has now been kindled.
Our backs are bent,
Our hearts broken.
This malady cannot be taken.
It rots our hearts, our patience.
We have been forgotten,
Just a pest, a waste, a scum.
We no longer fit your must.
We paid the furies’ dept.
Yet, you seek our neck.
The Crimson Flower
Red as the crimson rose.
Red as the coming Mars.
These men with rapid furnace
Turns the rose velvet.
As it boils
Our fools toil.
In this field,
Making us yield,
To the ax.
Red as the coming darkness.
Red as the rising sun.
Oh! No, Horror!
This foolish Honor,
Killer of men!
Oh! Yes, they come,
It has begun!!
The crimson light is surging;
The Valkeries are searching,
Red as the first sigh,
Red as the blood sky,
Red as the first cries,
Red as the death’s eyes.
End
As the crimson moon surges,
The true hero emerges.
No more sympathetic lies,
No more steely, iron eyes.
The end has just begun.
Comes in like a hound.
Sniffing out our pain.
He only found disdain.