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The Secret Box

This Sea

A vessel on the sea is how I feel

Vulnerable to what the sea will bring fourth

I see all of the beauty within, but still I fear it's wrath

Knowing at any moment that beauty can turn into a beast

Always knowing I have no control

I can steer my vessel, but the current pulls me

I could never stay away from it, it calls to me as a lover would

All could be ever so silent and peaceful

It's waters humming me into a deep sleep

Feeling the gentle rocking, I let myself go

Then the black clouds roll in

The beast will come soon

Trying my best to stay on course, I'm inevitably swept away

Going where the sea wishes to take me

The sea takes me in, swallowing this vessel whole

I think I won't survive, but I know I will

I will be this traitorous beautiful sea again

I can't stay away from it's wondrous Luster

Yes, it has much to fear, but it also has much to offer

This sea, my sea, is love.

Bastard Womb

A void is space's only sound

And blackness falls asunder light

Conception lays path no more

And travels with no delight

Death seeks where no life exist

And shadows creep upon it's walls

Of fragments still left behind

When the reaper made his call

A blank stare into the faceless child

And singing with no voice

A haunting sound not to be heard

A nightmare spawned by choice

Of giving life she can do no more

She is left with this vast tomb

No matter her guilt or remorse

She hears the silent cry from the bastard womb~

Awakenings of poetry

Awaken me now dreams of the night

Awaken me now through thoughts of light

Be still all fears and the evil pharaohs

Let them be taken by traveling sparrows

And words be taken on as life

As paper to husband and words to wife

Of music in mind these things I write

A cascade of dreams taking flight

A singing within has now begun

And rays shine unto me from the sun

Before me now are all of my dreams

Where body and soul meet at seams

No secrets are kept still within a phrase

And simple is solving the once complex maze

The marriage of paper to words

The awakenings of poetry~

Black Falls

Of ripping coral beneath the tide,

And seeping tears fill it's womb

Rested pain on dusty shelves

Such as life is to resume

White peaks on mountains above

Crystal grains of dreams

Bitter chills and stones of ice

Life's most cruelest scheme

Blissful thoughts in sheets of satin

Wistful stares in flames aspire

Forgotten touches in moon's cascade

Delving into his desire

Silhouettes be seen by fire

Mirrored on white walls

Remembrance of passion fails

Replaced when black falls

Color My Wind

Color my wind of crimson and dusty rose

In droplets paint tides of serene and virtue

Swags of puffy white clouds in skies of blue

Tender strokes of fantasy

Color my wind of haze in purple

Frame of light and reflections

Careful shadows placed so not to disturb

And yellow paths leading to unknown destiny's

Color my wind of shimmering rains

And diminutive detail to all it surrounds

Find a place for me among your wish

In the bed of flower petals passion in flame~

Raven's Eye

Fires delight consumed by despair

Reflections of demons dance in the air

By light of day be gone and still

By Darkness of night a deep bitter chill

And with it comes a haunting curse

A satanic song gripping with verse

The raven atop it's mangled perch

It's piercing eye guiding a search

Rustling leaves the sound of footsteps

The night and her secrets now all un-kept

Who's to fall in her bitter twisted place,

and who dares to peer into nights darkest face

Take Of This

Take of this the glass I sip

Quench your thirst with pools of wine

Take of this myself heartedly

May nothing of this earth only be mine

Take of this mine eyes lustful stare

Peer into the hour glass of restless sand

Take of this my being in whole

To be prisoner to all of your demands

Take of this the sky's companion star

And replace seen rainbows with blackness in a wish

If so desires, make all things to your pleasing

Whereas none without you could exist

Take of this the flame to aspire

And call upon the shadows deceiver

Take of this the shroud to hide

And wake the silent, peaceful dreamer

Take of these raging waters to be still

The whistle in air's howling night or day

Take all inspiration from every dwelling

'Tis a price I am willing to pay

Descending Dove

An angel cries in heaven above

While watching her descending dove

A world once so beautiful and pure

Has gotten lost and is so obscure

To whom where else shall I be found

At once the hymns were a deafening sound

But now silence has fallen and I am forgotten

From the earth rises a thick stench so rotten

This world at once I cherished to roam

But now it's dark and all brimstone

What happened to this world you and I loved

I asked my friend this descending dove

She looked at me with fear in her eyes

And deep inside I could hear her cries

I will be back no more she then said

And in that moment her feathers once white,

were now blood red.

Yesterday's Regret

For my life... yesterday lingers

And sands from the hourglass are timeless

Sprinkles of rain dampen the sun streaked sky

The dream that grows only tireless

Breaths of wind make the willow dance

An overture of song from wings above

But growing a storm not soon to be forgotten

The regret or sanctity of yesterday's love?

A frolicking in the ridge's womb can be heard

As she cries out in passion up stream

He isn't there to hear, but yesterday he was

Or is that only how it seems?

Illusive Peace

Blackened and pained unable to stand

Looking into the mirror razor in hand

Tall tales and smiles deceive

She laughs at them as they believe

White sheets with corners of blood

And windless rooms in corridors above

Stark walls and nothingness surrounds

Her trail of bread crumbs never to be found

She looks through the gate at the empty abode

And see's the white horse she at one time rode

Beneath her feet now stems of glass

No longer natures plush damp grass

Where laughter once heard has no been replaced

And screams of desperation all in their place

The swarming crows have now taken flight

And day is overcome by shadows of night

Of all she wanted this she expected the least

Eternity of illusive peace

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