Waiting

Through the cutting winds of a somber full moon

I find your face captured in a portrait

My sullen body in-between

life and death

slumbers through the wind

tasting the October leaves

Can you feel me watching you?

I, the reflection in the mirror

You, the eyes I thieved away

to peek through your soul and

hide as the shadow amongst the glasses of your home

I pierce your heart and conquer your thoughts

but there’s a fine line in between moderation and eternal silence

The stillness of emotion, sharp as a needle pricks

then as sweet as milk and honey

Do I make you nervous?

There is no boundary with me,

I take and possess your body because it’s

the true temptation of your soul

the Judas Jesus craved

Bereaving its way into echoes of disembodied voices

I am the murderer and you are my prey

Reincarnation

Souls rebirth leaves only pining

With a barter of coins for flesh

I'd come to pass through Kharon's ferry

Subdued by my right to privileges

Past orchids and lilies,

Beyond forgotten souls

My resurrection of flesh and blood

Through lovers pact and fallen ashes

Our union, not forgotten

Remainders now, only a bitter taste of disregard

You seem to have forgotten

Now damned I live in ignorants blind eye

Hidden from your ward of pain

But through the skies I will find

a savior of higher reign,

and when I pass

peace will dwell into my death,

my payment to the ferryman

a martyr carved on the eye of gold

Lost dreams will then have sailed away

Our story will remain untold

non-existent feelings of lost regrets

How can I regret your happiness?

This time I will settle a pact with the heavens

and not a pact with your unfaithful soul

"Her house sinks down to death,
And her course leads to the shades.
All who go to her cannot return
And find again the paths of life."
— Proverbs 2:18-19

Ardat-Lili




We've met before,
gazed eyes
peering at each other
through a cracked desert sand
ravens black hair and your lips;
frozen from your immortal living
you've come into my world now
a man's curse on one paradigm
the other, a woman's passion
clothed in envy from your unspoken words
hands splintered from a christian cross
but your presence
a quarter moon howling for white owls to rule over your stars
through a mans temptation
I wanted to taste you within me
feel your slither silently whisper your name
around my neck
a silk worm of sheets entwined through black ink
a woman I long to know
to understand
to hold your hand passed gods wrath
where have you've been exiled to...
tear my flesh off my chest and
blaspheme the only known human god
why through retribution over solidity
I want to follow
where your wind cries in agony
I need to know