Saturday, December 17, 2011

Fragility in Immortality

This poem, actually represents something.. and I will not be telling what. I kept it a little cryptic, because I like it that way, I wonder if anyone can guess what it is..



Fragility in Immortality

Thorns of wilted optimism,
cut deep into her fingers as she cried,
"Death smiles in the face of the ugly"
Creeping shadows dance amongst the walls,
a phantasmagoria in solemn pain.

Carousels dance the grinning faces of contempt,
her sorrow filled wails brought the walls of revelation to ground,
"Fear is the solace of cowards."
There is no turning back from judgment in her eyes,
and the grimoire is enscribed with prayer upon her grave.

And I know,
she wanders the barren plain alone,
never to return home.
The sunlight dwindles in the places of her footsteps,
never casting glare on her blasphemy.

The nymphs' laughter echoes her exile,
the time that passes like stone, brings withered age to her heart,
"Hatred long beget sorrow, long ago."
The kiss, of venom brough the death of hearts,
and the world grew cold and heartless.

The faintest whisper of her silent voice,
brought the world awash in anarchy to the brink,
"Long since, has hope been forever lost."
And a dream of God brought the fears of fear
away from the eyes of the blind.

And shame followed a black cowl,
the name of love was lost forever to eternity.
And tears fell to the ground as rain,
for the happiness of loss was scathing.

Her heart turned to stone,
eroded with the passages of time.
And soiled in the black hearts of man,
her soul was forever entwined by grief and lies.

Underneath a blackened Sun,
her tears disappeared into the empty eclipse,
"Memories shatter my heart.."
Never to shine again, lay her cracked smile,
and laughter forever silenced.

Unedning, was the death march,
signaling the finale of hopes last limelight,
"And faith brings damnation"
And the flame that burned so bright,
was doused by the faithless.

And in the eventide of her dreams,
a catharsis would only come in the blackness of death.
With the promise of unending life,
ripping away the bathing light of mercy.

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