Left Undone

Left undone is the solemn pledge,

To see myself with you, wither with time.

And live one day, the dreams that we wove,

With your hands in mine.

Left undone, is my home

Even before it lived its first breath,

To stand under this blue sky,

With a solitary mortal to survive

Left undone is me, to stand alone

And live this life in parallel,

Yet being far from you, for a lifetime,

When you let go of my hand, into oblivion

Call me

Call me..

Call me reminiscent tonight.

Call me butter and bread.

Call me erupt, meadow.

Call me anything tonight.

In this discordant night.

I can become anything you want.

A book of unfinished passages.

A rain drenched road.

Call me a harp, a stringor lament tonight.

Call me a word.

Any word.

But do not find a meaningto my name.

Call me short of daybreak.

A measure of the way fared miles in love (you do not know).

Call me a country of half lives.

Call me a wave, a brook.

Call me nothing and everything.

Call me a glimpse and past.

Call me things forgotten..

Call me a fret

Life's biggest regret

Call me in silence if you must.

But don't call me love.

Spilled in time

A morning epilogue with all colors grey
Lapses on the street with discouraged pray
A never ending grief ever dishazed
Laughters forgotten inside the past
How fast they have drowned
Years from this empty way
That when the wind blows
Whispers your name
The autumn prologue
With all it's grievance
Dishaze the memories of crestfallens
Every day, every second
Behind other's way of lives
Bleach the hopes, wash them from greed
Take time to clear your mind
Figure your thoughts under the sun
Concealed in black and white
Never get old
Never get young
Lives are kept in the street behind the time
There are times emotions are spilled
From bottles of defeat
To the scars of past
There are times that I walk alone
After traces I will never find...

Serpent's Spite


Tyrants of jerusalem.
Holding mankind to ransom.
Should I be thinking
That holocaust was handsome ?
Lonely battle I shall wage into thy town.
Hear the hissings of the reaper's scythe
Plague,death and famine
I shall bringinto thy abode,I
would spray venom
Serpent's spite..a fatal bite..

Silence is shattered by the truth I reveal
I'm cold burning hate
The flesh you possess is the uttermost waste
My preachings are sealing your fate..

Antidote to civilization ??


Civilization.. what a bold idea!! A favorite harlot for geniuses and madmen ..The weak might flourish there and the law of aeschelons still applies because what you lift up produces within itself the flaw of previous tyrants; pull back the veil! Lift away those deceivers and their cantrip world of illusion, show me bravery held up against them, supreme violence applied to them; unlock the seal! Open the gate and the great door! Stop cuddling the inferior who dare to criticize and question and doubt and lodge fake non-reasons against everything which was good from the start; a society which stops protecting those who can only behave as they do because they've lost their fear under the protection of the civil authorities; destroy the unjust hearts and stop lies... to lose the fear of consequences forever and fight, everyone!
Hippocrite to accuse me of having a serpent's tongue, YOU STRUCK FIRST {in words and deeds}; your maliciousness is horrific but contrived to be under the protection from harms offered originally only in the name of helping people flourish -- observe the mob-mind poisousness, the worst and weakest and most easily destroyed leveraging hiddeous words to get the innocent in their cross-hairs; liars to say I'm the hippocrite, YOU WEREN'T GOSSIPING TOWARD ANY GOOD, you moved first; you tresspassed ---- now burn in hell or if that can't happen: Let's get on with the battle! More children assassins! More children vengeance takers! More truth tellers, more revelation!
At worst: a wild reply to wild accusation and obscene overzealous antifaith!
The axes and swords and guns are almost authorized, wait awhile, we'll clean you out!! Israel..more will you bleeed!!!

Realm of a wolf

Smooth symphonies of fall

Echoeing back at me from the past

The hunt is on for the sylvan feline

I know you are hiding behind the silver

In the other world on the otherside

Do thou long for another kiss before you fall into unconscious hopelessness ?

A gypsies life

Another day, another town.

Always will be a wanderlust.

Sanctify this sinner

Let me pacify your frost-bitten heart

While I prowl your wonderland

And cry for the misery of your existance.

My tears wont be in vain..no more..

Don't paint me black..for I have more shades.

Than all the spectrums this light has ever known.

I will be elusive..I am the magician of the crimson skies..

Am the serpent kissed by the mist of the moonlit night..

I will go back and hide in the dark womb of this night.

I am the phoenix in masquerade..if you try to reach me..

I will stretch you beyond this azurean horizon..

Perverted madonna..what did thou bring for this hungry wolf of the night ?