Friendship

This song oh so sweet, yet why should it hold?
With sweetest content, these memories cold.
Sweet lyrics of verse, sweet tempest doth speak
To my harbored ill memories, which I dare not so speak.

Yet sublime this tempt verse, from what I recall.
Of Gods and of demons whom always know fall.
So precious this which, none should ever know drought
Yet my memories serve me to always know doubt.

Boundless my soul, with no reason to stay.
No sacred dear memories , like the fatefull songs say.
Yet the future may hold, now something so dear.
That does cause my lost heart to finally know fear.

Once so fearless of loss, for nothing did gain.
For nothing to lose, to teach my heart pain.
But now sacred and true, is this dream you do give.
Like the nights the songs hold of a reason to live.

These memories dont hold me, nor do these sacred pure nights.
Of friends and of smiles that overcast fights.
But instead the chance to live free and make a memory with you.
With a friend I hold dear, within my heart true.

Not the past nor the present but the future so grand.
Of the chance of the moment, will you take my hand?
For you my sweet friend, mean more than you know.
For you teach my cold heart to once again grow.

You've given me dreams on which I've never known.
And you've seen things of which I've never shown.
You've become to me, more than words allow me to speak.
A star in my sky, I hope I could seek.

A hand I could take, in times filled of tears.
Or hold tightly and smile, when I can only see fears.
Please trust my words, and to crest let them sink.
And know that my happiness and smile know of only one link.

The clasp in my life, of which I know will never know crack.
For never will I let fail, what has now cometh back.
Back in my life, which does now free me of guile.
You my dear friend, who does teach me to smile.

:D

Perceptions begin to blur within
As eyes shut tightly hindering distractions
Senses running freely now-racing
As all living fibers give into attractions

Darkness taught of living light
As blackness does begin dissolve
Onslaught of perception suddenly halted
Confusion taught to know absolve

Within this sudden eternity
Pulses descend unto the core
Skipping beats of belated rhymes
This awareness spoke in enduring lore

Tuneless beating of existent flashes
Flutes of timeless sweet still cadence
As breathe begins to rebound unto me
Filling twice in sweet absence

Senses once again regained
As blaring perception again invades
This heart and soul within me now
Does throb so purely as it cascades

For fingertips of surging pulse
Do trace the paths of crested end
And teach of faith and love so pure
As fibers torn, begin to mend

Deformed Replications Of Reality

Freedom blind, confined, entwined-
Within illusionary arrays of -
Conceptual designs of minds
Erratic in blank stance of trance

Wound balls of data clad
Frightened by poisoned fumes
Acidic smoke, burning away at the-
Obscene realities-spiritual flesh

Raised walls, blindness’ debt
Terrified still in ignorance kept
Afraid to blink, to link’n rethink
Passionate-lies’ bittersweet kiss

Framed images cycled-old
Brain-washed in dilute toxins swept
Into everlasting -
Haunting visions of flashing truths

Realities transfigured-deformed replication
Presented false-unto the masses of
Accepting mirrors-dancing to rotted tunes
Bent, misshapen flutes singing vainly

Proud are the synthetic lords
Fake in their existence among the dead
Perceptions lost within closed eye visuals
Skeletons-walking…devoid of thought

Reason, bound- trapped in ignorance
Human conditions- reverberated echoes of-
A conscious stream adapted to obscenity
Bliss. Terminated, these feeble mice-

Forever blind

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What would you sketch unto my heart
Upon this wrecked'n ruined sight
Would you paint in beauty pure
Or would you carve in hate'n spite

I wonder what your sense would gauge
These stitches mend across the frame
Though at hunch I hold the deepest thought
That you my dear do feel the same

For caves and caverns of tattered crest
A labyrinth kept for all to see
But I shall find the path profound
I will find this garden's key

For the past does chase us both I feel
We seem to run in fear'n haste
Never ready to face these ghosts
This life with doubt is always laced

But now I feel that this canvas dark
Has a hint, a speck, a dot of light
For you have touched this place so dark
And vanquished pure this eternal night

You've left your mark upon my heart
And beauty-I feel, can again command
My senses turned from hollowed way
For you my dear, now guide this hand

Soiling the Purpose of Mankind

My breath does leaks eternity
Unto these false synthetic Gods
My death does reek obscurities
Made true, by authentic fact of Internal Mods

Anomalies true within this mind
Not destined, pure, this plane I find
This realm of beauty 'n ignorance bliss
My Gods, my toys, do give hope's kiss.

Whisper lies within my heart
Questions answered, yet veiled kept
An ancient truth within my self
From all the world, internally slept

Burn this virtual resolution
Cleanse me, purge me towards the obscene
Align the immortal figment thoughts
Cryptic codes of ignorance screen

I see through the eyes of mortal Gods
Hands of fire, and tongues of ash
Their hymns of filth condemn all thoughts
As self proclaimed they vainly clash

Truth now manu-factured
The biggest bid shall win it all
Gods once divine, now lay captured
As heaven burns, and angels fall