Unholy...

i won't be the whim

i won't be the fantasy

i won't be real.

just another tragedy.

goblets overflow in wait.

the acid devours all tangents;

burning in emancipator bliss.

voices muffled by the pain.

the gurgles of crimson boil over

hissing in their triumph.

the visions bleaks and fades.

the shrieks just in mind.

the roddents scamper all around

finding, just to find.

the blindness overpowers all senses.

the euphoria so unprecedented.

suspension in nothing entrances.

enchanted being held captive.

blazing flames engulf all.

piercing the ruins of decay.

the flesh withers to vanish.

bones succumb and annihilate.

eating pieces of the self,

the matter stinks of woe.

alone in plain withdrawal,

creeping to the rising foe.

strangers, shrouded, come for me;

the unholy crest of mass...

The Magus

he stands atop the hill,

the Magus.

radiance coloring his head!

he calls reverence to the deities

and respect to the dead.

he announces the power

in thunder.

his subtle offering of blood

to his Goddess of choice-

a potency of esoteric flood.

he mimics some voices

of animals.

hands raised to grab the sky

he shines blue in the dark

in stillness of the one to die!

the invisible becomes tangent.

so magnetic!

the walls of sheer words

rise to show the fields

of dreamy grasses and herds.

he opens his eyes and sees.

he smiles.

the circle emanates blue.

the ritual- an illusion.

the illusion- the hue.

in all his undisguised power,

in all magnificence,

he glows so very beautifully!

and i obey him dutifully.

i, too, am glowing with him.

Ah, the splendor!

i match the shade he adorns.

like his beaming shadow.

his blue rose among all thorns!

the circle changes to morning light.

the daybreak.

orange flows in with purple haze.

the birds start their waking chirps.

he smiles at my obvious daze!

he sends the circle to atonement

as it dissolves in his embrace...

Why Hate?

i abhorred once

what i am now.

i couldn't stop then.

now, i don't want to.

your blood is so potent-

it takes over my will.

it drives my senses.

a pull so strong-

i cannot resist.

i still see

your screaming face.

and i wished i could stop.

Oh! i wish i COULD...

but you were a magnet-

a BLEEDING magnet.

why am i Forsaken?

no hope...

not even a delusion.

i still cannot like myself.

but why hate?

WHY HATE??

Goth...

roaring from the depth of your constraints,

alive in every word you deny,

possibilities seeming weak to escape me,

for i live where you reside;

down in the dungeons of your disguise.

loafing around for the last shreds.

your sanity isn't worth to let me off.

can't you bloody understand!?

i am NOT where your demons lie.

i am NOT your God of Darkness.

i am NOT the ugly cemeteries of happiness.

i AM just another voice that rings true...

i have lived all my life

in the closets of your fears.

i have been abandoned

in puddles of your tears.

you haven't the time to grasp me.

you haven't the time to take me the way i am.

you haven't the time to stand yourself

no wonder i cannot be tolerated...

i pity you for the junkyards in your minds.

i chortle for your little balls in the guts.

i'm envious, though, for your outrage-

it shall be mine, for all you care!

you devise all excuses to exclude me.

you make little plots to rant your suspicions

no funny thing than that.

i am NOT your last breath of mortality...

i AM just your ultimate wannabe desire!

The Answer

why do i think;

why you're so far?

why are you so distant?

no! i shouldn't!

i've tried to hate you

still i failed to see through.

oh, love!

why am i so lame?

let me be.

i should let you be.

before i'm far too gone.

before nothing can be done.

i've tried to tell myself

it would be so better

to keep going our separate ways

for all you care, you're off.

so hold off.

you should hold off.

it's the one thing i've known.

i see you everyday

its so wrong in every way.

i stand far off trying to tell you

don't hear me, though, please

'cause i'm in love.

i'm in love.

boy, act deaf!

go on acting deaf

before you're too far gone

and nothing can be done.

'cause without me you got it all.

so hold off.

without me you got it all.

so be gone.

without me you'd be better.

without me you couldn't deter.

so hold on.

'cause with you, i've got no fight.

and i know this ain't right.

i'll have to be gone...

Needful Deeds

solemn sighs, unheard.

incredulously, the words unfold.

the tousled feeling of your voice.

harebrained, i scuttle in your hold.

the night wraps us in its silken arms.

can the curtains now be shed?

can the steps now be taken?

can the words now be said?

can we be done

before i come undone?

sparkling eyes, kindled.

softly, the lips part.

a little more of the warmth.

flushed, the senses depart.

the passion calls to its sinful charms.

shall we pay some heed?

shall we cease to hesitate?

shall we claim what we need?

shall we?

claim me...