The hollow chaos
fills the mind fully
with nothingness
shredding images
erasing memories
destroying it all.
Only madness
can give it peace.
Tag: poems
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vertigo
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Yesterday
Yesterday, yes her day
like any day as her only
today became bygone
like today, the moment
like this now, gone, ticked
but she can’t just look back
and say it’s just gone away. -
Willow
She speaks the language of wind
only the children of sibyls can hear
in the susurrus of her rich sylvan hair
fluttering in the sweet soft twilight
with the scarlet hues of sunset
lingering in the west of the sun.
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ablaze
She believes none, belongs to none –
God, Satan, gods, goddesses, angels
Fairies, spirits, witches, ghouls, demons –
Those high powers, the principalities
Showing the pareidolia of her life, dolorous
Intricately woven by multiple strands
of twisted fate for the curse cast in spite
whisper to her soul for an eternal constituency
in Heaven and Hell, the Beyond and Nether.
Yet she scorns all of them, spurns them all
For she knows her gift for disaster is real
With a Fate Note, she writes she is a Firestarter. -
bespelled
She comes floating, smiling
Auburn, porcelain, ruby, sapphire
In the enchanted panoply of beauty
Even a god of death and demons
Die for willingly completely forever
Though beauty is only a potent spell -
the waves of memories
The ocean sends the detritus
Of memories written in water
And lashes it in tidal petulance
Untamed, forceful, to this shore
Of the world where I now wander
Aimlessly, alone, in the nostalgia
for the times I bid the return in vain
As the waves gush my footsteps over
With foams of oblivion, never to return.
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