running, with shortness of breath
i find myself sufficated by the cold
my tears into ice as they fall
then do i realize my life journey at its end
my heart praying out for guidence
my mind searching for consciousness
only to find the ground grew higher
my winter coat made moist
though wanting to scream
a throaght so dry and still
last i thought this be the end
the resting place of my soul
face left numb, i look above the blanket of white
a figure of what seemed like an angel
barreling through the iced grave he craddles me
whispers ... my love youre home now
Oh my beloved lord
I beseech you
Envoke forgiveness on thy soul
I have decieved many, praising such meriment
To which thy heart cannot protest
But this i will speak
Not of a serpent's tongue
But with clarity of one's concience
To there, i do dare not refrain
Oh my humble lord
I beseech you
Take thine's soul, bewildered and lost
To the days of old
thy body withers to the virgin mary
Free thy spirit
To walk amongst thos who live long
Never to slumber but glow
An embers touch to winter frost
Does your words cure thy desire
In the hearts demise
I follow your lead to darkness
My mind ever so lush
My soul flutters at the slightest touch
Into depth our worlds collide
Forever do i fall into your arms
No warning of what has yet to come
I only see what your eyes precieve
An unrequited dream, i wish it real
Slowly to make way to the end
You ask of me to fly forever more
Not in the slightest comprehension, I dared not to protest..
So sound is the lover's atmosphere
Only to learn all was not possible
Batting eyes, I find myself in dismay
Staring hopelessly upon a portrait of one's truest
Lying back into a slumber, drifting
I weap of the many sorrows my heart pertains
Solemnly, I close my weary eyes
Only to dream, the unrequited dream of one's truest
to fate's desire, i gaze upon your face
as one's arms coresses me in safety
only to indure one thought of happiness
to remain your eternal match of life
i dare not say words to be spoken
for the moment is much too pure
but only to hear the beating of hearts
which soar to the heavens and beyond
a wish but to make this moment last
such will be forever more.
The darkness so consuming Yet sensual to one's mind
Vacant does the heart and soul become
As all illusive emotions are made visible
Remain the fallen or return in light
Conflicting it is but absolute in turn
A feeble vessel on to the immortal war
Final moments so few and far.. This is My Battle Cry
Let it be thy damned heart if it were not thy woes
The troubled mind as it comes and goes
To be marked in silence as anothers voice flows
Raise thy crying soul doth darkness shall enclose
Love torn at touch and stripped from thine eyes
Tis was the fates calling to no surprise
A body once fleeting cut at its ties
Wings bent , thrusting as thee flies
What but are emotions to bare alone
A cynical twist of regrets thy must atone
Like ice hath these walls built and grown
Cruel is the world alike is thy been shown
COMMENTS
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BeauBradalhard
10:36 Aug 16 2014
WOW... I like it...