Saturday, November 26, 2005

Note To My Victim (Poem)

Note to My Victim
My destiny is to reap the mortal souls of this hopless world. Your fate is inevitable, death comes to all and my burden is to deliver you into the grusom hands of satanic angles. Your sanity is tested when you become my victim. I will not lie, it will be terrifying, but I must ask you not to panic. Your screams of agony will be my morbid dream for I feed on despair. Find comfort that you are not my first, and will not be my last. Remember that I bring tragity and darkness everywhere I go, you were simply caught in the crossfire. I am sorry for what I am compelled to do. I am more evil than the most wicked of beings. Please understand and forgive me.

November 26th, 2005
Dedicated to no one.

PS
This was one of my favorites that I ever wrote.
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1 comments:

  1. For all things can never be the same again

    I’ll ride this misty flow
    that slows on underneath
    the rotten law
    of Human Myth

    I’ll take this fancy wing
    of Knowledge and Freedom
    onto the newborn wind
    of loverdom and wisdom

    to the land of hope,
    ports for distance travellers
    I’m a million miles away from home
    looking for my best-time partners

    Time-corrupted elements
    of this world of disagree
    I’m not a prisoner of you yet
    for I‘ll always escape free

    Universal-quakes they turn me on
    for no matter what I ‘ve been
    tides (ripples) will turn from things bygone
    change will come for all you ‘ve seen

    25 & 26-1-1992




    Be the Sun

    Hold the colours in your skies
    Be the Sun
    Diffuse the light
    beyond the endless time
    Be the Sun
    who shines upon the ancient crime
    who came for to dissolve the night
    Be the Sun

    Upon the waters of the world
    Before the mirrors of the truth
    Be the Sun
    The Glorious and August
    Please rise upon the voyagers
    which slightly ever span
    Be the Sun

    Show the colours in your eyes
    Shine upon the ancient cries
    Be the Sun
    The Glorious and August
    Who came for to dissolve the rust
    Be the Sun
    Well, rise upon the lightning-skies
    the holocausts, the endless lies
    Show your eyes
    full-filled with lights
    which the world forever scan
    Be the Sun

    7-4-1995

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