Theft Of Yore:The Lynch Of Innocence.

His bleeding soul brings mirth
To the seer of his pain,
The tear of skin
His slient weep,
A breathe ever so deep,
A fall to the depth of one's soul
For what he is he dies.

Theft of Yore: The Dark Embrace

Futile feelings filled with empty faces
Smudge minds with a fright of defeat,
Pitch-darkness soothes yet slays their
Eyes with a pinch of silence.
Above is an answer to their melancholy
Above is a key to sway the darkness,
Constant gasps,
Necks chained tight,
Succinctly some lives end.

Defeated hope reigns to rule
Souls of lost wishes…
Thoughts of their queens and seeds
And kingdoms clout to make them
Kings dead to their people.
Men sniveling
Burning bodies
Is the dearth of our gods the
Cause of their onyx visit?


Drowning in emotions numbness
Is not too far,
Awakened by the spirits
The sky blinds as the carnage of
Their making incarcerates the soothsayer’s
Trance to be a master of his own world.
To live and beg for mercy
Is to die without poise.

Theft Of Yore: Voyage Of Adieu

She weeps in vain
As she sings out the venomous
Affliction in her veins,
The crest of her cry,
The death of her being
Solemnly resonate the
Fatality of her chaste soul,
Her back stripped with
Asphalt are remnant of the
Whisks of yore.

Away she sails
To the land unknown,
Wretched with woe
She wears the skin
Of eternal silence
As the wind blows her away
To the land of her death.

A mind of prongs,
A heart of odium
Lurks every night
Her virgin soul is raped
By soreness of creeping solitude,
Closing eyes her she hides
From that which she fears,
In the thick air she sinks,
Thinking of unsullied breathes
Of a home embezzled by the
Dreaded voyage of adieu.


Her womb grows a dark seed,
Secretly she prays for death to
Awake her when her life is over,
Her brick runny spills to sluice the
Sanctity of the gods she knows,
With her eyes closed she dies

Softly never to breathe again.

Theft Of Yore™

Her skin as dark as oil
Crack like drying lava,
Her eyes brown as earth
She cries scarlet tears of the
Agony of their dire ruse,
Open like a wound she is
Time can only expunge her times of yore.


Never to see mother nor the smell
The scent of untainted space
She kneels to he who wishes to
Be called master and praised by her
Dark worthless soul,
Never to breathe the warmth of the
African sun...she freezes from the pain
Bestowed by he the evil soul thief.

The sun shines not
Her eyes see not
The beauty of mankind,
Engraved in her is a mist
Of their dark intentions,
Screeching brass shackles
Bleeding necks,
Sore feet,
Lost tongues,
Broken yore.
Branded foreheads reveal
A new name unknown by its
Owner,

A street paved with bones
Lite by the pain of skulls
A river of our red crimson
Takes us to our death as
The masters jeer enjoying every
Moment of the death of our cores.

A breath to take
A promise to make for
This to never ever recur.

Raze Of Days

Minds broken to bits
Sing songs of the lost
And seek lust in the
Sovereignty of a living
Woe,
Broken glass,
Blood-stained windows,
Falling leaves
Disgruntled thoughts
Sweep through like
A river's water on
A steep mountain of lost
Virtuals.

A gaze in the dark
Reveals a swathe of reality,
A renaissance dies
Hope dies
Dreams fly low,
A cascade of tears
Offers no salvation,
Tears in the rain,
A weep swept by light
A face broken by fake hope
She glides to heaven,
She cries
Inside she dies.


A gory pool
A swan of razed emotions,
Shivers to the soothsayer,
A fall from grace
A loss of face,
The death of he
The king of day,
The hushed thoughts of
The silent pasts meander
In the minds of the innocent dead.

My Phantom Love

Her illusive nature leaves me no choice
But to eternally love her, She walks in
Air with a slight skit to
Seduce he who stares…She is my sin.

She flirts with her emotions to defeat fear
With every step she takes, Her beauty controls
The core of me every time she massages my
Soul with the warmth of her heart’s desires.

Her power over me grows with every breath she takes,
Nightfall brings my night’s wish to walk on the moon
As it glows.

Dying Away

A leaf dries,
A life dies,
Unseen light fades,
A candle lite night is lite
No more.

A secret is revealed
Trust is lost
A toast to shame
And the spoken sacred words.

A face hides
Hope dies
Death brings sorrow
Time bores healing
Darkness blinds,
Away she goes to die alone.