Sunless Days
tell me how
i burned to ashes
now in dust covered
this pale ivory frame
of mine
tell me will you
tales of sunless days
since now the flame is gone
you the exhausted globe
becomes mine
do you feel it
flames turned to dust
feet rested on rust
this end
is ours
oh sunless earth
i pity your horizons
now left to dark and gloom
this ending
is yours and mine
I Sip A Bitter Cocktail
every drop tastes in bitterness divine
every tear freezes harder where cheeks align
with dearest death oh sweetness i entwine
with feelings drowned in sorrow i shall resign
pure love is a failed campaign for glory
where that cup of victory is a hard sip
lay groveling in sand dirtied in details gory
is the only victory your hand will dip
countless are the lies set in absent shame
clouded minds made all mistakes done in heat
when you are a two who will take the blame
will you or your other one still beloved in defeat
in hollow anger shame flies like autumn birds
fleeing from approaching terrible winter dates
in that absent shame let forth violent words
like a lake hugged in freezing wintered fate
lay groveling in sand of defeat this cold november
in reminiscence of glory days when time flies
in bitterness an empty smile i remember
and will lay freezing when every fleck of light dies
resigned from life this empty shell becomes me
now lay weeping of days with happier dealings
how a mighty oak gives way to a cold axe in fury
chip by chip every sorrow strikes with harder feelings
this november final flowers of a season blooms and wither
count those fragile petals before wind blows them away
reality is a frame lost in reason and doused bitter
death is a cocktail that tastes better come your final day
in shivering cold i count each cycle of day and night
just empty numbers meant for dying petals by the lake
and count and sip every drop divine till i loose the fight
oh tears shall freeze harder my dearest when death shall take
The Wanderer
this pale heart weeps
in bitterness enshrined
these feet hardy and tough
through vast distance they walked
now trembles at every step
knees sinking to crumbling depths
these hands gave life
to those now long departed
now holds a stick sturdy
to keep this wanderer walking
these ancient eyes
now clouded cannot see
where lies the key
to unlock the answer
this body lashed in thousands
for heresy uncommitted
to a living hell banished
in eternal pain this crumbling body wails
and in this pale heart tainted blood fails
to keep this wanderer walking
so where lies the key
to unlock the answer
between endless stretches of sand
lies vast oceans no ship ever sails
red sun shines brighter this dying land
alight this fire steams life into vapor
with bitterness this parched throat cries
for unsalted water
clouded eyes see ancient forests dying
trembling feet walks on falling leaves burning
on this ashen ground lay a tired wanderer
in tears vanishing to vapor sizzling
with bitterness this parched throat cries
for unsalted water
where lies the key to unlock the answer
this clouded sight cannot forever see
and time counts in drops of water
needed to keep this wanderer walking
The Schizoid Suspect
they came every night in shrill voices
to talk about me how dull am i
in manic laughter to expose my vices
in my head tearing my every sigh
drained by every effort to shut their lies
now lay chained i am a promethean son
like a burning cauldron this pale mind cries
it stirs and boils till broth is done
their gaze left me in catatonic states
in this glass house they recited my every move
what became of me are there darker fates
on the witness stand my insanity they proved
Give Way To Darkness
tell me why, this fading light
is the one i should cling to
and should linger on and on
drinking it’s fading colors
let me drown deep and deeper
in the darkness that await
beyond for me and just for me
let this light give way for me
let me embrace this darkness
make me swim in this black ink
let me color myself black
and forget that light existed
A Doll Laments (A Toy’s Story)
i was polished and shining, my frock of velvet blue
socks of silky white and shoes of plastic black
a dad’s gift to his lovely angel he held dear
on a birthday bash i saw the light of day
the light of day and the shine in your eyes
you hugged him, with me pressed in between
i heard you say i love you daddy, so much
and soon i became your new toy and love too
when you pressed me on the front
i said “hello hello oh my dear”
with my voice crystal clear
loud and proud, i was the queen
in your tea party i occupied the prime spot
deep in you where it beats, but so long ago
oh how time flies and changes, “hello hello”
now it seems like ages ago, “oh my dear”
now i see the ages with my glassy eyes
with it’s fading shine my vision blurs
and around me my world now crumbles
it will do because you are no more
i’m no more too, my limbs i can’t find
dismembered but i didn’t shed any blood
i’m of plastic but i felt the pain like you
about you who shed blood while i blurred
you screamed pain and fear, “oh my dear”
still i felt the purity deep in your voice
crystal clear and beyond what i could
i felt shame about my only “hello hello”
and it was to shame you finally succumbed
wet my velvet frock with your tears and blood red
you ripped my limbs in your pain which i felt magnified
infinite times because i was your dear love
it was your blood that bastard finally drew
to hide forever his crime, the one i witnessed
i wanted to curse him to hell and deep beyond
but all i could say was “hello hello oh my dear”
my eyes went bloodshot with tears i couldn’t cry
your blood which soaked my eyes and all left of me
left disfigured trampled and choked just like you
just like so, they found us both in a deep ditch
they buried you deep again but now in a box
i felt the mourners wail and a dad’s silence
lost his voice in shock and loss of what was dear
in heaviness of that mourning autumn “oh my dear”
then they threw me in a box with all your memories
and hid in a dusty cellar where i now reside
i cherish the days of long ago, oh how i want it back
“hello hello” i have story to tell but no one to hear
The Tomorrow
i switch on the lights . . .
now i see a photograph
of us together, from a time
when we was still together
still smiling like children
like children in the dawn
the mischief
the gleam in your eyes
the ghost of our lives
when we still believed
there was no tomorrow
i switch off the lights . . .
now i see darkness
i see myself alone, in a time
when nothing seems to hold on
the sadness, the regret, the parting
life after dusk
when everything i believed on
has finally faded away
leaving the ghost of myself
to linger on
in my tomorrow
A Study In Poison (To Cure A Cancer Patient)
a clock is ticking somewhere, we let us suspend in a frame of time frozen
on an altar we prayed to kill demons, eating on a sweetness once eternal
are we late, our oracle knows not how to cure, maybe we are not chosen
standing silent, our pride scarred, watching you burn with pain infernal
hair raven black silk, swishy and swaying
the ebony crown that wooed boys’ hearts
now wrinkled and knotted, slowly dethroning
abandoning your body, now falling into shards
beauty eternal they said of your skin so warm flushed and lusty
slowly it withered and gave way to this ashen pale remains
we saw a monster, so we mixed a poison and called it therapy
you swallowed the grains and we watched how the color drains
silent fire of your eyes, slowly it vanish, let go of the light
warmth of your halo, we saw it diminish, let go fading
spread on the bed, this pale ivory shard, is your pain burning bright
let go of your demons, we saw them growing, leaving your soul bleeding
slowly drips the poison we infused, to kill you from the inside
our therapy to kill the demons now embraced one with you
our hearts stand motionless, our graying and solemn pride
deep within is a hope we hide, somehow we can save you
Dogs Of The Street
life is still dragging on
we are running from place to place
looking on and on in hunger
dreaming in monochrome ink
you and me are the dogs
days give way to nights
stealing on the lights
in shades of gray
eyes shut and eyes open
never so sober
they grow colder and colder
looking on and on in hunger
and now they call us dogs
all rivers reach the sea
all bright lights dim in the end
and all roads lead to nowhere
so kill the guiding lights
and shut this engine down
let the wheels roll and roll
now we reach an ending
nevermore flowing on and on
we are the dogs
Lullaby In Death
sweetest love linger so calm
so pale, the ethereal silence
stoned emotions in sleep
your face so icy cold
sleep my beauty
sleep in my hold
warmth you gave not
cold you gave a lot
rest in eternal dreams dear love
to death your cadence consoled
silent light from treetop highs
let it graze your quiescent frame
let the depths of earthen grains
take hold of your crystalline gaze
sleep my beauty
dream in ethereal calm
in your silence to to my hold
see the images death conjured
Reclaimed By Dark Seas
the silence of your empty heart
pouring from your blurry eyes
when you got no more words to say
no more roads to walk together
the paths you walked holding hands
on the sands of an island heart
are gone, washed by raging seas
bought storms over your crown
enshrined tightly shining lightly
in the brightest rays of twilight moon
the one ring you clutch and hold so dear
a last gift for the raging seas
in the boredom you tried to kill
are disillusioned thoughts eating
your weeping black heart
silently gone, last bits of sanity
resigned thoughts silently sought
in the deepest pits of dark blue seas
a distant echo calls your denied soul
for a different salvation denied to others
entwined tightly resenting lightly
waters embrace your last breath
all memories erased and replaced
by empty redemption you sought
Bottled Emotions
on a faded photograph
hanging on my darkened wall
i see your saddest smile
from where i stand
i watch for a glimpse
of a wink in your blurry eyes
a dusty bed spreads by my side
wrinkles on yellowish sheets, a telltale sign
of how i grabbed your hair
and threw you down on it
when emotions flew from a bottle
to a dooming rhythm i played my hand
i let myself touch those undone sheets
a creeping door echoes my emotional plight
i let my feet walk the walk
coz my mind is too dark to guide
to the stairs you ran down for cover
slipped to where now your grave lies
decayed bones mark a faint outline
of your broken figure i fear to glance
i’m trapped as a ghost, lost of all desire
now all alone with my frail mind craving
for nothing in a room full of empty bottles
i stand watching at the stairs
where it all ended as it began
a faded photograph
can’t distance me from . . .
The Sacrifice
the wheel keeps turning on
churning lives under it’s hold
as days and nights passes by
there is a story never before told
a long time ago on a moonlit night
someone holding a lantern tight
entered a dim lit cave
somewhere by a dark vale
was trying not to tremble
wanted to meet the ensemble
gathered together for a rite
to ask for forgiveness at the site
there was shapes holding torches
and there was flowing speeches
there was also an order
to sacrifice the offender
someone was bound by an altar
someone held candles to the brightest star
and chanted mystic words to a masked god
while on the altar someone burned
the wheel keep turning around
while the wind blows down
life perish on forgotten altars
forgotten even by those prayed upon
Hallucinating in the Midnight Dreams
she thrashes the sheets beside me
acidic froth spews from her deepest pits
flaming birds circling above is all i see
i knew what i was looking at, i summoned my wits
she watches me with bleary eyes
as the world comes smoking down
damnation, all above me flies the lies
crumbling scenes of desperation all around
entwined around the sheets lay our calm
as her acidic spew burns my throat deep
soothing like a whisper of death, she takes my palm
no more regrets now as my soul weep
(more…)
No. 45 revisited
summer mornings, chirping birds awoke me
bright daylight sparkled on the silent stream
evening whisper of grass a soothing lullaby be
lanterns played with moonlight as i lived the dream
memories of long ago weeps
to warm my broken heart
as the fading sense of reality seeps
darkness hit me swift as a dart
we met a not so long ago
in a dark and misty railway station
while the engines cranked their ego
carriages full of flowing elation
you showed me the way the nearest
not that i blame you for this loose
but why not mister dearest
give me a chance to choose
i remember as we laid on the sheet
slivery darts from below took your life
the sound of life as your heart beat
you took the high window my deepest strife
the graveyard sways calm in the autumn wind
as your crumbled bones and soil entwine
i know not your name nor how to find
so rest mister in your unmarked shrine
No. 45 (part 2)
cry bloodshot eyes for the feel of wet soil
a darker shade of red
my head is now spinning on the coil
the purple acid from my eyes i shed
gunshots i heard in the floor beneath
while you laid your head and sighed
maybe the poor souls dragged underneath
had nothing to do because they were snared
in your heat i tried to hide my shame
on our wet sheet faded all your country soul
smoking guns breathing sulfur, up the staircase they came
your naked soul was offered bare in your new role
purple light danced among the fairies of the night
my body burned sulfur and spewed smoke
no. 45 knew all it’s windows, so did i by sight
while u laid bare, no tears to choke
was raining acid all the night, where the pipes climbed
behind the dark alley it stood looming high
my broken soul crashed through a window while midnight bells chimed
from behind i heard your muffled sigh
feel no more because it’s the end
a darker shade of black
this purple world is spinning because of my blend
no. 45 still looms high behind the station shack
Tomorrow Came Yesterday
They were trying to roll the thing back, it was not moving, not that it was supposed to, it laid there snug, like yesterday and day before. In fact eons ago it was there, not an inch differed in position.
“Fuck it all, we are not gonna have any luck, keep the bugger there and let’s get lost” steamed A through his muffler. A crash of steel was heard while B slammed his shovel in to the soil. “Boss, really what are we doing in this cold, if this goes like this we are gonna be numb like Z” it was a meek voice for a big man like B, but everyone knew he made sure his voice was heard. A was having nothing of it. “Z is a dumbfuck, he should have rested his ass on that bunk of his and said goodbye sweet world. Now we gotta pay for it”
“It’s friggin cold boss” comes the wheezing sound of C, “Leave that thing there, we got nothing from it, it’s not gonna solve any problems now howmuch Z swears on it” (more…)
No. 45
dream of a world where skies are purple
a darker shade of gray
a circle, it’s coming back to me
all the clouds, all the rain gone astray
we met a long time ago
in a dark misty railway station
big engines drowned in their rolling ego
on a beaten track flowed their elation
fresh from the country plains
you asked the way to no. 45
it was all wet as the coffee stains
when we let our shame take a dive
what went next was a shade of darker hue
as you rested your head and sighed
no. 45 knew all the footsteps in and due
never a step out seen since the days it lighted
sigh for the breath of ice
a darker shade of blue
all my heavens come crashing back to me
it’s raining acid, a purple hue
An Elegy for the Fallen
dispel all the darkness in your eyes
wipe all the tears you tried to cry
your heart is not feeling any more
embrace the numbness as you fade
on this cruel morning autumn winds blow
as leaves fall on your unmarked grave
your name shall not be called anymore
embrace the forgotten as you fall
sacred moments of candlelight memories
burned as flames faded with smoke
incense heavy spells snared souls
icy cold as mist drained the blood
as our rolling fate became clear
the end was reached but was end nevermore
a cruel game of chance played wild
we all hung our heads in shame
as the dusk drew near
we embraced the mist covered shades of fear
dewdrops icy cold dripped on the scorched earth
the last of the fallen were rising again
as the dawn was called
we embraced illusions of the beaten
blood dripped to quench molten fires of pain
the last ones were laid fallen again
this emptiness blurred our vision
muted summons faded in the autumn winds
dreams of forlorn hope was our mission
as our last drops of life dripped bare
wipe all the mist on your pale body
drape in moss you loved to embrace
your soul is not breathing anymore
embrace the coldness as you die
a fable i remember in your cadence
as fading memories weaken my last hold
now hold no more and release your breath
you was nobody but a pawn of prophecy
To Take You Sweetly. . .
toss a coin if you cannot decide
i see the closed curtains where you reside
melt the coin in to a silver dart
i see the eerie shadows play on your hearth
if you cannot decide yet bring in the wine
i hear baying hounds in the yard as you dine
take a sip and clear your clouded mind
i hear the mourning violins playing your requiem
touch your broken lips feel the biting cold
i hear your sweet breath whispering your last song
hold tight your dart hear what your beating heart says
i see the weak glow dancing on your candles
if you still cannot decide take a deep breath
believe in your dart look behind your back
i bought you a gift of silver doused in wine
. . . to take you sweetly
Crimson Hue
wonder why the sky was ever blue
was it because my hands are drained pale blue
i held my hopes high and true
wonder why my wrists are crimson hue
call me coward call me craven shamelessly dance
regret i never did when i was blue
turn back time give me another chance
regret i do now it’s crimson hue
why is the sky still blue eternal sight
why i regret why i can’t meet my light
pure and true faithful to the last due
pay i did in drops of crimson hue
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