Maya

If life is Maya I don't want to know a thingthat in truth is saidI only need lies and love... Truth can have me when I'm dead

Purgatory

Betwixt the sighs of the twilight my soul in purgatory does lieweary, resigned, a captive breath, awaiting fate’s foreseen knellMy shadows dance a somber waltzI tread upon the Stygian faults,Dead dreams echo from the steeptheir whispers from the depths do creepA river dark, the Styx does flow, its waters churned with undertowI scan the bridge…

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Words of a Melting Candle…

I woke from a heavy slumber upon being lit again. A mere stub now… That stature and pride of youth gone, but leaving behind like molten wax trickling down my wintry body, the illumination of wisdom that comes with time and a lifetime of service. Would you like to hear a dying light’s flickering words…

ON LIFE AND DEATH

A blood red rose, in her leafy abode, bloomed guarded by a fort of thorns. A slimy green toad, into her garden one night stole, crushing her petals in pursuit of a worm. The worm stuck in his throat; he lay dead on the mossy moat; to be cast away by the gardener next morn.…

Pariah

The gate is unguarded; moss carpets the stony path a solitary keeper sits smoking a forgotten leaf looks but once at me, quite carelessly, then turns his back - I'm used to this. I search his eyes for a sign I'm new here too, like everyone else, Would he guide me? His eyes give the…