Lets peer
Into the hideous, marauding, discord of my feeble, and wrechted mind
As a prelude towards a sinister gesture
An invitation that beckons the enchanting dance of a dark waltz
For beauty plagues a charming volvere
Although it also,
Seems to taint the realms of my nocturnal dreams
Seems to taint the realms of my nocturnal dreams
Which in lies scarlet petals that were scarified to the forgotten
And evermore to the emerald irises of the woman that I could have loved
Much like the broken beacon bound by my devotion that is forsaken, but beside it
A night owl stares infectiously within the grips of my slumber
A night owl stares infectiously within the grips of my slumber
A creature who had no fear towards a ghostly raven
Whom of which cried of an echoing terror, haunting with the words of “never more”
Subsequently so is this vangaurding vagabond.... yet,
Fibonacci Fibonacci rings admist my ears
Fibonacci Fibonacci rings admist my ears
Manifasting itself in all
As the gold means to our fading existence
As the gold means to our fading existence
Thus are these ratios of doubt
For I too have lost my muse and my purpose to live
Therefore upon the wake of this earth
And through the sudden pauses that mar the delicate universe
I await peacefully for the reaper to share a dance with me
Hereinafter,
In view my downfall with this thorn
In view my downfall with this thorn
To what is life without the gaze of wonder
Furthermore what is inspiration
Hence let the red rose bloom without petals born befitting sacrilege
Nevertheless
As time become that of grim's
Together in time will stand
As I flirt with lady death upon this eradicating ballroom floor
Her kiss will seal my fate
One that I welcome because she is my true love...
The forbidden apple that hangs at the door of my oblivion
I will step with her in circles
For the ritual that lifts the spirit from the body
And with bliss will I lose what it means to be a mortal man
Thusly by the virtues of a night owl's kiss do I relinquish my soul
~ Paradise's Poet ~
As time become that of grim's
Together in time will stand
As I flirt with lady death upon this eradicating ballroom floor
Her kiss will seal my fate
One that I welcome because she is my true love...
The forbidden apple that hangs at the door of my oblivion
I will step with her in circles
For the ritual that lifts the spirit from the body
And with bliss will I lose what it means to be a mortal man
Thusly by the virtues of a night owl's kiss do I relinquish my soul
~ Paradise's Poet ~
6 comments:
Excellent write, interesting use of words and phrasing.
Therefore upon the wake of this earth
And through the sudden pauses that mar the delicate universe
I await peacefully for the reaper to share a dance with me...
It reminds me of how my swordmaster once said to me: accept your death as a given. You will be freed from fear and death and be freed to complete the dance as it should be completed. You will never feel more alive....
I do like this very much. Hayes Spencer is Kanzensakura
You are a good poet Tony. I just wish you could pass through and read something of other poets.. I think your poetry would be read a little more that way.
I like how you explore darkness and death in this poem, Tony.
A very interesting tale Tony! TY for posting it!
I read what Bjorn said and he's right but I have found out it doesn't always work that way.
Eloquent word choices - well done.
The last waltz with "lady death" is bound it be...to set release to the soul with the ritual of lifting the spirit from the body...when all the worldly pleasures, dreams, desires for and with wine, woman and song will fade and have no meaning...except true love...seems to be the gist of your lines dear Tony Yang Sir.
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