On A Poetic Break

For the next few months, I'll only write poetry in my mind...

Eternal Wellaway

Poised in its fate,
Thy heart bequeaths
With sheer gloom…
For thy spirit lives
In a fortress touched
With devotion and all
Hex of blessings.

Thy mortal soul tholes
In thorns of whilom tears,
Thine puissant gardyloo of ruth
Bends light shun by the fie suns.
Sith thine fall of grief,
Thy heart knows no love,
Thy soul burns in odium,
Thy mind sees no day.

Shattering sweven,
Broken hope:
Fear gnaws thy joy
And I slumber in its darkness,
With endless pain
Thou wast without a heart
Is what thou hast become.
Thou dost a heart for thee?
Thou be’st a slayer of thee!
Thou aye, thou…
Gaze into thy eyne?
Kiss thy wish with glee!

Dawn of Meaninglessness

One by one
My acid tears fall,
Like hail they fall,
Who told the night to kill?
Lifeless veins of lost time
Steal the verve to breathe,
Without meaning it takes life.

Blood on my mind,
Fear on the floor,
This sorrow is my own,
It pours out leaving chills
And a void of torment,
For the life that once was,
For the child that once cried
Time has burnt her heart
And eaten her memories...
Without cause it kills.

The promise to reminisce
On the bright days we touched,
The young life you lived,
You sit crying on the shoulder
Of the angel with dark wings.
Forsaken by life,
Treasured by strife,
Mothered by this knife,
Yet loved by grief.

Still darkness rises
Like dew its stab will die,
Eternal silence befalls,
Sleep my fallen child,
Dream like a nightingale
And hold still your heart
In this silent gale of dead
And forsaken emotions.

One day...
Your heart will beat,
Like before your eyes
Will dry and bare witness
To the beauty of yore,
The ache of your soul
Will seal with a life unbroken.