A tornado of silence
presses against my flesh
sucking at the dreams
which echo in the dark
Ebony hair lashes out
at the inconsistent wind
drowning hopeful thoughts
and childish illusions
The shadows threaten
amongst the bare-leafed trees
killing all joys, filling my eyes
with a bittersweet dew
And yet, it is always there
that beautiful song in my head
lifting me up, carrying me on
keeping me company in my solitude
Evil mists cavort slowly
along the confines of my heart,
as decadence becons so prettily
and the desire for silence grows
A cacophony of despair
flickers at the edges of my being,
crowing in unmitigated victory
tempting me with velvet wings
Slivers of cracked mirrors
caress my fervid skin
bathing in crimson blood
kissing me in pleasure and pain
Yet the song in my head
resounds in innocent beauty
recalling worlds of sunshine
worlds of snowy laughter
Through the sorrow
through the flame
I reach out
in vain, in vain
For the incandescent melody
of the awe-inspired soul
which echoes forever
amidst the murmurs and the sighs
© Masque
COMMENTS
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Dragonrouge
13:22 Mar 15 2008
This is so beautiful!
*sighs*
NOKTURNL
07:23 Dec 09 2019
nice thanks for letting me read