Deep Silent Devotion

Helplessly she watches

As her brave lover is

Slayed before her watery

Eyes...Her womb grows a

Seed of his immortality,

Her mind breeds an everlasting

Distaste for their unforgivable deeds.

In the dark they kill the only

Affection they breathe,

They couldn't stand their

Passionate devotion...

Their eyes gaze at the

Mutilated love they can't stand.

She embraces his soul

As he cries and fades

With her at the core of

His heart, He kisses her

Immaculate soul as he

Melts with the touch of

Sun on his skin.

Mortal Bliss

Her heart of bliss

Remains scarred by

The darkness,

Her mind to kiss

Her soul to keep,

She smiles as we

Embrace grace before

The sun sleeps to close

Another day of bliss.

Death Queen

Her lover's heart remains

Squeezed in her hands of killing,

She be queen keen on pain,

Her tormented mind tarnish

The souls of the living with

A taint of everlasting grief.

Her touch freezes innocence

Her kiss kills he who dares

To love that which he can't feel,

Her heart to give a space to let,

A tear to drop her mind to kill

To die alive is to love her soul.

She sings at the death of he

She radiates the coldness that

Fills hearts with ice and fear,

She closes the sky in as the

Solemn wreath of her might

Paints the day dark.

End me now

Kill the core of me, For I know not what has become of me,

Pierce my heart with a red-hot dagger of truth and wisdom,

The end of me stares closely waiting for my wrong and fatal move,

Will I rise above its mortal spite?

Hope fights fear as my mind battles a body of

Thoughts of the years dead to all,

My wounded life bleeds innocence every time

I see her die in my arms, The core of me rests on

An unmarked headstone in the grave of the forsaken,

Shame and blame glares with a kiss that leaves

Me dead in my mortal realm,I fall first as the ghosts

Of the victimized tear my soul to ashes, The burning

Bridge of misery is no more...as the killing of me starts

At midnight, But I have to rise above this broken rush

Of emotions and become who I was.

Angel Tarja©

She takes the spear meant for a wreck like me,

Her presence make sense as it creates a scene of pleasure in my mind,

Where she'll go I must follow to endure everlasting happiness and harmony that my soul craves for,

She takes the sun when she walks away but she always saves the day,

I can feel her come down the alley of my heart's fatal desire to eternally love a goddess,

She garnishes all that she touches with a golden sparkle of hope and pure devotion, 

Her eyes have inspired the hopeless to fly among angels in the skies of a far world,

My spirit silently cries to be guarded by her golden wings then I'll never feel cold nor fear ever again,

Our void of mystery tears me apart with blunt thoughts as my mind walks in the air whenever I walk alone,

My deep silent minor heaven longs for an angel to embrace its misunderstood fields of faith and hope, 

She cries in my arms as I embrace her spirit.

Dead Rose

A bright light glows from the earth as she lies

Buried beneath life, Her beauty will forever remain

A legend told to many generations to come,

Her immaculate spirit’s warmth heals they

That seek the birth of true beauty.

Buried though she is her heart illuminates a light

Of life through the dark forests of dreaded minds,

The hope to walk on shores of bliss draws in

With every step of her ambiance.

A glance in the water reveals her veiled figurine that

I living among us, She glides in the safe heaven of the

Pure at heart and colors the past with shades of blood,

The ghost of she lurks, wonders and searches for

A resting place behind the sores of our lives to

Embrace beauty.

She plays the flute of the spirits at nightfall when

Everyone is asleep…She saves the night,

In her creation pain is alien to one’s feeling

And heaven touches earthly faces,

Her elixir of sorrow kills the darkness and brings

Fourth a feel of enduring lust to cure the pain

Of the forsaken.

Her words of life cleanse the hurting with an hypnotic rhyme

Of healing, She rises from her coffin to save the children of

The dumbed from falling in love with her fears of the night,

Sing for her and she’ll live for you…

Cry for her and she’ll die for you.

The Embrace

Mystic voices from a world unknown to

The living call her name as she stumbles in the snow,

She covers her face to hide from that which seeks

Her presence.

Her mind shivers at the scene of everlasting

Wonder as she faces the unavoidable hive of

Embrace,

She kills her thoughts and

Fears by sinking to where feelings are no more.

Ice breaks as the weight of the world diffuse

Into her with an overwhelming velocity,

Wet with misery though her spirit is she

Tries to cut the light from the dark clouds of

Make believe, She dies as she meets karma.

The Crucifix

The crown princess every woman envies lies on a crucifix that her heart falls pray to,

Her lust for hope dies each day she wakes up with tears of wanting and a blood-drained mind, 

Air brushes her hair pretty each time she looses face and strength to take another step,

She bawls down to her lingering emotions as she daydreams sleep walking with her lover by her side, 

Bruised by the silhouette thorns

that patiently maul her thoughts she pleads for mercy to take everything away,

The sanity in her world fades and keeps her thoughts blunt and blurry, 

She hags the forest trees to overcome her untold misery she embraces at nightfall,

Her face cracks open like a trees's bark in the rift of darkness where cayotes breed death, 

Her eyes weep with flames that burn her pillow to ashes...Who is she?Deep inside her silent sleep she swims in the lava of her lover's dreadful tragedy,

Her crown vanishes as she looses faith in a near painless fortress she belongs to,

She drops dead from her mental crucifix of desperation and heartache.

Kingdom Fall

The brush of silence paints the day amber

As the light glows from the souls of the forsaken,

Fading away they loose sight of their salvation in the night.

They’re buried alive in the pain they fail to elude

As a faceless angel’s killing starts in the midst

Of the ruler, The dark uprising against evil tears

Warriors apart with its claws of devotion,

A wish to remain unscarred by murky hands as the hands

Of make believe dies with an in hailed poison.

A force of sheer doom lurks in the dark where

They remain lost and cold with fear as the embracement

Paints the saint’s face red with the blood of  dead angels.

Darkness shoots the falling star with spikes

Of death and flames of hidden treasures beneath

The loathsome ocean,

Sinking though they’re,

They breathe the air beneath their past to shield death away, 

Away they drift in a lake of dead

Emotions where dead minds dwell and long for

A victor of pain to take the night away,

A picture of the present is born with the death of a twilight

Princess in a sinister realm of dead hearts,

Her hand holds up as grace fails to save her.

Her soul bares the scars of the battle she fights each

Night she sleeps alone,

The darkness blinds her mental

Vision with a death of every deep feeling.

Fly Away

She died before morning,

Behind trees of innocence

She died,

Alone befriended by her

Faithful silhouette

She lived, wished and breathed

The misery of life's making.

In the dark she fades with

The ghosts of the lost souls,

In the morning she wakes up to

The dark knight's symphony,

Her smile will forever remain.

An Era Of Time

Time freezes moments and the conquered escape as the truth breaks the silence of innocence,

Calling grace she looses face and sinks beneath her spirit's fatal desire to live forever, 

Darkness victors as the lantern lets up the light of life,

The martyred angel rises to sing for the last time in her brief lifetime,

The bosoming cherry tree wilts with the sorrow of loneliness and abandonment its heart possess, 

The black hole pulls the weak in its void of obscurity they who offer resistance are reaped to threads by the Teeth of doom, 

The diamond's immortality jeers at the death of time that remains raped by the moonshine of shame,

Time reap hearts part as it reveals the sealed secrets of the ignored treasures,

Time martyrs without remorse and offers salvation by clotting the minds of the numb and dying spirits,

The final frontier eludes their desire to break the chains of desperation which take toll in the presence of a Guardian angel's absence, 

The fear of death embraces all that stare at the face of darkness,

As the whirl wind strikes the candle light's life falls victim to its venom,

The medieval shield against time is annihilated as the lose of grace hallows

Through the hearts of the forsaken, 

Step in the realm where everything burns with the darkness of the unmistakable murky light that chases life till the end, To live and die is to breathe and weep as time goes by.

Falling

Standing on a platform so fragile

That I know I’ll sink if I don’t believe,

Sink to the world of the dreaded numb.

Quick silver sand swallows me in as I loose faith,

Faith in all I believed in fades,

Like the light in sheer darkness.

A grim silhouette figurine of me looses

Its will to accompany me,

I knew then I’d lost my breath forever.

Come and breath into me and bring me

To life again? Find my soul so that I can

Live to love you once again and our love

Will be lost no more.

My love give me your hand so

That I can escape from this

Lake of blood I’m drowning in,

Hold my head above the blood’s surface.

As I fall, the symphony of the darkness

Gradually deafens me as it punctures my ears,

My ears bleed from the unspoken truth

That has killed us.

As I blink for the last time,

Thoughts of what a

Menace I was hunts me as I lain me to eternal sleep,

The graveyard becomes my playground as I meet the spirits

That were once beings of a numb world of the living.

The Humans are Enemies of Man (T.H.E.M)

Like shadows they walk,

So shallow they talk

Thinking they are not us,

Befriended by darkness they leave

Sinking shadows with every step they take.

Without faces their souls linger

In the wrath of the world pleading

For belonging,

A skin of shame they wear...yet they are us.