City Set Aflame

Crashing waves inspires a melodic chorus

Voices whispered in each wave

An ominous wind does follow

A bend of a string influences sorrow

New horizons fraying reality

 

Grease perception with oil

Sand over lost regret

Best keep your intentions silent 

Wounds inflict only the defiant

Against ways neither set in stone

Nor sand that drifts

Or passed through words

Only felt by those destined 

 

Each step closer to extinction

Gods failed experiment

Or serendipitous chaos

A blank page stained red

Seeping ink staines through pages

 

Blue skies turn to night

Night turns to day with flame

Regret felt by all that follow

A silhouette of sorrow

We reap what we have sewn

Mass manufactured aspirations

Fall upon deaf ears to enlightened

Knowledge gifted through torment 

 

Mankind is a festering parasite

Take a penny

Take another

The bowl left dry

Seek no help when you have gifted none

 

When everything becomes irrelevant

When skies tear open with fire

Ashes burning to your soul

Medusa’s statues crumble

The city will burn

We will stand upon a hill

And gaze upon uncertain revolution

 

 

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Dark Room

A dark room

Not so dark

When lights emerge

With pulsing color

A dream state

Made real with vision

 

A subtle cry

Yet no one home

Alone again

No tears of sorrow

But mine that tap

With time as an echo

 

Tick away

The clock will sound

Another day

Another tomorrow

The whimper I hear

Is not of my own

 

Whose is this torment?

A woman’s sobbing

That turns to laughter

With mockery

Or abject humor

My thoughts ablaze

 

Whispering comes

Yet no thoughts spoken

I obscure these words

Never to see

Nor speak

But felt by those who hide

 

Rest now

Ignore pulsing lights

Or shadows that darken

Or brighten days

These twisted sights

To be forever forgotten.