The Boy and The Shadow

The faint fluorescent lights on a Friday night,
In between the alleys of chattered whispers
The night gave its dress to a little boy,
So he skipped his way home
And gave a smile that eased his fear of twilight

As the time struck its song of slumber
And after the sun bled its light to death
On the Dom of the hill
A concrete shadow slithered amongst the rusty poles
And the wind blew away his presence to rustling leaves

Like a fag, the boy's smile was fettered into flicker
His novice eyes spoke of his silenced mouth
And on the gates of the cemetery
The shadow stabbed the boy's innocence
While God's might chose to hide within a praying cloud

The boy did not comprehend, condemn or complain
For his thirst was drenched with the shadow's climaxed dirt
And as the shadow withered with the night
And the cloud called the slaves to pray
The boy cried not his pain, but his shadowless fear of a Godless twilight

And as the boy's sorrow set sail with the years, he sighed:
"It is indeed our blood that ties me to your fate
But I turned that blood into water
And as for my innocence
I skipped my way home until I found it and I smiled
And I still smile"

Love

Morning stars and mystical roses
And the lady with the bastard child cried
"Our glory compares nothing to that of the dark eyed child
For they shine even greater than that crucified gesture to sin and God"
And so the lady burned herself in shame

And a Shepherd came along
With broken chains and bleeding stigmata
And as the wine dripped through his thirsty lips, he prayed
"Lord, by all means I let thy faith depart
For this child is the son and the father"

And in the holy land
The Wailing Wall crumbled
The temples grew dim
And the Euphrates wore its black dress
Sewed by the crying ink of the Holy Scriptures

And up above the seventh heaven
The throne was no more
The angels and their king kneeled down to the child
And the lord stood still
His words had betrayed him

And with the dominating color of his ominous eyes
The child conquered a crippled poet's mind
And with his weeping pious heart
The child cured the poet's teenage disease

And so, the poet's pen wrote with blasphemous blood
"I wrote of pain, but to you I'll write of love
Forgive my brain for it is vague
And my words are unworthy to your light
But I lost the battle with God
And my religion is now you"

Dear E

Dear E,
The pain was written within his temptation
And in the middle of the night
The eyeliner cried the dry tears he shed
And the eyes were not blind
But he thought he wept the truth into oblivion

Dear E,
I had never seen his demon until the night you arrived
The night you took a glimpse and left
He saw you not,
But your essence knocked his door at the reversed hour of Christ
And so it gave birth to the demon I had once saw in me

Dear E,
The purple child turned into a crimson Christ
And at dawn,
The Man of sorrows curled himself up to peace
And so he made his vows,
"I shall marry the fire without its heat"

Dear E,
I speak of the night where the eyes were blind
Not the night where the eyes chose not to see
I speak of his intoxicated night on Frige
Where in the name of the ides of March
The mind betrayed the heart

Dear E,
Abominate his friends his enemies
Take away his delusional empire in paradise
Eat out his knowledge
Obliterate his creativity and kill his poetry
For he can only shoot masterpieces in the dark

Dear E,
Indeed, the poet's pride is sickening
And it blazed his heavens down to a liquefied sorrow
But I thought the love has no eyes

Dear E,
The night where the eyes could deniably see
I ran to kiss your forehead a goodbye curse in the name of love
A curse that will keep you away from everyone but the poet

Dear E,
I worry about the poet
For he is damned with his goodbye curse
And the blood on his hands are of your color
And only your arrival can clear him of his deed.

Allusions

I waited, waited an eternity on those cold hard steps
Now I walk home on bones of sorrow.
Listening to my footsteps as I march to witness the arrival of nothingness
Thou art as silent as God himself
So I shut my eyes and abuse myself to slumber
And in my slumber,
I see thee, and thou art so low,
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb
And the temptation hath sucked the essence of thy values
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty

After the end of September's lie
I lost myself to find God in suicide
I failed twice, and I'm lost still
But for thou I swear I'd drink the poison that kills the strength of 20 men

But the stars know of the truth
They know it was not about being 'proper'
They know it was about the attention of ones and zeros
They know it was about the death of security and blasphemous attention
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Let the stars grant thy wishes
And let thy brain fall down to thy curse
But let not thy curse blind thy sight
Thy sight that shalt see the Goddess that resides at your home,
For she is all seeing and almighty

O love
Deny thy sin and refuse thy fate
Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love
And I'll no longer allow myself death

O, love
Did not I say thou art my hero?
Now I am born again
I swear upon thy great name
And upon he, who sits greatly above the seventh heaven
That I shalt adopt thy life and witness the greatness of God's forbidden fruits

A date with Suicide

I kneeled down to the sun and I kissed her hands
They poured down her blood into my bleached skin
She said her Shakespearean cancer will mend my infection
But in her cancer I saw my reflection
And then they numbed my littered pain away

I looked into the divine eyes of the sun
She stared into the cage guarding my mortality
Her eyes were Shakespearean daggers
And they struck a raw stab into my life
But then it numbed my littered pain away

I spoke to the tempting lips of the sun
She spoke of recurring thoughts that had passed me away
Her lips were like a modern Shakespearean gun
They fired her sedating bullets into my brain
But then they numbed my littered pain away

I saw the sun far down in an abyss
She smiled the joy of the fall
Her beauty was like a Shakespearean Juliet
And I heard her loud whispers about a painless relieving sin
I asked the sun of her name
She littered my pain away and said:
Suicide

Nirvana

Take me, I'm alive
Say you love me then kill me
Tell me I'm worth it
But then kill me when I'm alive
I'm alive under your saw
But I'm dying your dripping sacred holes

Recite the lyrics of the death song
The sweet promising lyrics of un-ending love
Kill me more
Or I'd rather kill myself
O love,
Since when do orgasms lead to suicide?

We are extremists only in love
And you call me the supreme
But I'm insecure and I love you
Kill me
Let nirvana rape me dry
I want to die
And I'm the only one
I'm the only one
But am I the only one?

Drunken Lips

You tasted like wine when I kissed you good-bye
It is to be continued
My brain is yet to faint away your alcoholic lips
Are we scared the sex is the lullaby
But honey, next time
I'm not leaving without draining the rest of you

Will it be a long time since I see you again?
I promise I'll forget about the worries of a life-time
And that is settling down where we originally belong
I haven't gone mad mon amour
But it's something about this place the makes my beliefs go wrong

Hey let's rewind the time
When your glance cut open my secrets
And your voice danced my sanity good-bye
Let's change the story we had at the time
Yet the wine numbs our fears to die

I'd give my heart of words to continue the story of our drunken lips
But will it ever have an ending?
And what if it ends?
Are we scared the love is the lullaby
So honey, next time
I'm not leaving without you and I.