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My older poetry.

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IraMorti


Demonic Shapeshifter

PostPosted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 2:13 pm


Here's a few of my much older stuff... Critique as you will.

As Day turns to Ash

Four corners,
Their darkness offers no solace.
Through the cracks of the blinds
Light shines through,
But today is not a day for its comfort.
I sit there staring at a white ceiling
Present passing by
It is past
No future for lost time.
As you fall you seek an answer
To escape or to understand
Retreat from the unknown,
Easier of two decisions.
It is for naught
The blade opens the door,
Unknown suffocates all.
To understand...
You may not win,
But you'll no longer lose.
To understand is to breathe.

----

Mirror, Mirror...

Your love is a delusion
It has no true purpose,
No substance.
In this instance, love,
It is nothing more than a word.
The bedlam that brews in your mind
Has clouded your better judgment.
Truthfully in your heart of hearts,
You hate to love...
And love to hate.
The garden of red roses you have grown,
Only an illusion.
They are black...
Nothing but black.
I know this,
For I am crazier than you.
Your mirror is cracked.
Mine has shattered.

-----

Twilight's Requiem

Shadows upon shadows,
Light within dark.
Death is only an illusion of the mind,
Truth is hidden behind a curtain of lies.
Moonlight, only a reflection of true light,
Starlight, only a memory of once was.
Life, only a reflection of true life,
Only a memory of once was.
Death's the curtain.

-----

Hollow Life

I was born a rotting corpse.
Every second, minute, hour, and day,
My flesh withered away.
Time forever passes,
The body forever decays.
Cell by lifeless cell faded
Until nothing was left for death.
All was given to life,
What was hollow began to fill.
Numbness succumbed to sensation,
What was heartless was given a soul.
Each moment gave way to experience,
Each instant a new discovery.
Much became known,
But so little was understood.
So the desire to learn grew,
Knowledge, the key to truth.
Want transformed into need,
And the darkness returned.
Greed, Lust, Sloth, Wrath, Jealousy, Gluttony, Pride,
Corruption became known.
Need brought the flesh decay once more,
Decay now intertwined with suffering.
Pain experienced by mind, body, and soul,
Life now given to damnation.
Still unfulfilled,
The want for knowledge grows.
To fill what is hollow,
To understand what is unknown,
To find salvation.

-----

Deathless Void

I cannot die
I never lived.
My world is an eternal abyss.
Empty,
Yet all consuming.
Neither Darkness nor light escape.
Why do I continue existence?
Whom said I existed at all?
Questions anwered by questions.
Reality is Bedlam,
This Deathless void.
PostPosted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 6:04 pm


Absolutely brilliant! I love how you play with words. The first three poems are my favorite. (Mirror, Mirror, most of all)

Ciora

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