The Shadow

He who knows no sleep;
travels the world in his dreams.

He who knows not to eat;
tastes feasts in his tongue.
He who knows no love;
feels the burn in his heart.
He who knows no fear;
shivers in his own mind.
He who knows no one;
talks to every stranger.

He who knows no pain;
bites his lips every now and again.
He who knows no greed;
gives an excuse that he needs to feed.
He who knows no chance;
sometimes looses his own stance.
He who knows no tears;
cries silently away from his peers.
He who knows no goodbyes;
also eventually dies.

Huntress

 She sees nothing but sapphire skies

even in the darkest of days

even when she's surrounded by pure lies

she never hears what anyone says.

That cunning gleam in the night

it's such a beautiful sight

just watch her smile...

Everything is quiet and still

it is both dark and bright

in the nude she moves for the kill

she leaves behind her true plight.

That cunning gleam in the night

this is the only direction she feels

just watch her fly...

She turns around for that last look

and kneels to kiss the ground

this was not written in any book

she was never lost to be found.

That cunning gleam in the night

it's such an ugly sight

just watch her fly...

Poem inspired by artwork:

Eve's Temptation; ~ianmarke 

Reflections

Images and words weave a rich Persian carpet
this vehicle will fly her to the unknown
there she will sit and reflect no more
for she has been milked by her demons.
What is the end? When did I begin?
Is it truly a circle?
Like the ancients said.

Turning my head at every gasp and queer sound

I scared myself into living
those whispers in the wind
the smiling empty faces
facades of an intricate space
I denied some baits but bit many

I thought I was better than the sea

My own voices run free.
Control it? Embrace it?

Many have come and it was I that left
sooner or later i remember them fondly
and miss all but a few
this is the fate of everyone
like everyone; i wish i was the only one.

There are to many lights to count,
yet some shine brighter to some
while dim out in the eyes of others.

Why question the unexplainable?

am never satisfied because am lost

Do i fight with no cause
Or wait till i drift ashore...

 Artwork : A_Thousand_Dark_Corners_by_Pinkmango77

Trying to revive my lighter side...

A late new year resolution; daily posts on my other blog. May lady luck smile upon me.

~> Etched Script