Departing Enigma

However it may seem

I never looked beyond

Never cared more for the indigo luster in your stolid eyes

Weaved into a cloth of many silent moons

Broken into fragments of hollow half truths

And you never faltered when stepping forward

Treading into a maze

Spiraling into an ulterior catastrophe

Release me

Liberate me from the fluid unions that keep me bonded fiercely to you

Tied to you and your evasive memory

I may never know what I never knew

I may never carry more than just a forgotten contemplation

Forget me

For I long to overlook you

How can it be?

That I never recognized what prowled

In the unwritten depths of your cutting soul

Forfeiting control

Surrendering to the ordeal revolving around you

Passages abandoned

An absence of presence

Just considered as a vacancy

beyond doubt plagued by disparaging thoughts

You were always the enigma

The riddle I loved to solve more than the sky loves to blush

On a winter’s eve

Splintering into a thousand elapsed split seconds

And like a mirror falls to pieces

Our parts don’t hurt

However it may appear

I never loved you

I loved what I knew

But I knew nothing

You were never meant to be understood

Your breathless goodbye

A song of the soul

Yet nothing more than a farewell

In a cruel paradox

A deadly sin, ensuing ever so alluringly

Lust in an embellished escalation

A flurry of pain accompanied with harmonious love

Like a grayscale dream

Kept moving with the prospect of being in your arms forever

But as I fail to remember what is, your arms fade as the coming tempest does

Waning in prevailing clarity

For your love

For everything you ever wanted

I let it all go

And fell into your diminishing wake

Tell me that you’re here

A lie, slashing all the truth I’m tripping over

You were always here

But you’ve never been with me

You’ve always known where you were going

A disregarded admonition burning in your presence

Infiltrating my logical well of warning tears

Discretions we have never come to comprehend

But you, you never wavered

Walking into this world that excluded me and my green aspirations

Walking away

Walking into a world with your back turned away

A realm of liquefied imaginings I could never understand

Awakening

A silver gleam in the distance,

The sun telling me lies,

In the sand filled oblivion,

Flame plays across my shoulders,

Lashing me like a whip,

A shimmer on the horizon,

Like invisible fire forging existence,

It flees from me,

Or perhaps chases the sunset,

I only walk on to nothingness,

Day turns to dusk,

The fire once clear,

Wavers in rosy red,

The devils crimson eye glares across the silvery void,

Casting it in eventide,

What’s this,

More deceit of the desert,

A spark moves in a valley,

Nestled between two dunes,

Across the vast desolation, 

The fire on the crown of the world burns no more,

Satan no longer gazes from the heavens,

No longer does he make them bleed with his wrath,

In moments the sky burns brilliant once again,

As innumerable stars sweep into the cosmos,

I fall faintly to my knees,

Humbled by infinity,

A great drama unfolds in the inferno,

The gods show me their secrets,

And the slivered moon cuts across the sky, 

Slowly I drift,

Across time, space, and self,

Across the lunar landscape,

The universe guides me to my soul,

I find the spark in my spirit, 

When the spell broke,

I awoke on the banks an oasis,

Shadows of tall palms swaying in the blue glow of the night sky,

The azure waters beckoned to me,

Water lilies budding near the shore,

I rushed to the water,

Knelt to drink from the deep pool,

And let the sweet liquid flow down my chest and cool my stinging back,

Never had water been this intoxicating,

It was as the best wine brought from lands beyond the farthest seas,

I plunged into the cool refreshing depths,

Let it fill my every orifice,

Let it heal my sore, parched body,

Diving deep to the bottom,

Where there was not but a few flickering beams from the moon,

No sound reached my ears,

No light touched my body,

No thoughts did I think,

Slowly my senses reawakened,

To see the world in a entire new reality,

whispers of mystic things

 a champion of probability

sanity has escaped….the shadows and mist accompany it

as it runs through the streets followed by the cool summer rain

frowning face deep in thought enhanced by the color

and then

THEN

crack of thunder

rage fills the air

a deep hum

a pirouette of death

a dance of steel

the crack of bones

a sickening wrench as bodies clash

waiting in the far reaches of his mind

the strike approaches

fatal?

the masters

flawless they dance

whirl and move seamlessly through

everything halts it progress

in awe they stand

all else forgotten

but

the

endless

dance

Ha! I was right noone reads this...well in that case.... SCREW YOU. OK?

This is most excellent...well in the occasion that someone might be so unfourtunate as to stumble across this desolate place....here is some thing

Longing

A darkened room,
a creaking door,
a floorboard creaking low,
a mansion full of dreams.
So alone it stands
on that silent hill,
wondering
where time stole past
that ancient window sill.

An end or a beginning?
Who can ever know?
But where ever my heart will take me,
there I shall also roam.
when the moon stands still,
and a moth flutters quietly away,
I lean against the ruined walls
and dream of other days