Dead
Cold
Hard
Lost
Sorrow
Pain

Love
Longing
Mistreatment
Helplessness

Pour mon Grand-Pere

The greatest lesson
Yet one that is crushed
By an unforgiving teacher
The biggest mystery
Yet one that scarcely
Compares with what is to come
A play with uncountable acts
Each one more strangely
Satisfying and incomprehensible
A movie with endless scenes
Each twist leaving you gasping
Struggling to unravel the complicated plot
Easily ended
But it endures all
Time both the creator and reaper
For those left to mourn
The passing of a vibrant flame
Remember the impact on us all
Cruel but dear
That it was ended now
But grief is subsided in memory
We celebrate the circle
And struggle still
To understand the point of it all
But life is a celebration
And death another mystery
A stop on a never ending journey
For the adventure of one
Is criticized by many
For ignorance is a curse
A narrow minded view
Of what is to come
Death is the answer to the ultimate question
The beginning of the ultimate ride

Vengeance

History is written by the victors If we die our tale dies with us, and tyranny and lies shall reign. We battle for truth, for love. We fight and bleed for one more powerful. We anguish to keep the abyss of black at bay, to shrug away from hurtful embrace. We contradicted the one we loved, questioned him. They are flawed, a mere shadow of perfection, light bursts around the edges but never threatens to envelop the center and burn through. We have taken the fire and cleansed ourselves anew anointed with blissful burden though our love never wavers, we don't forget. Tarnished and ruined beauty marred with scars, our blasphemy our reputation. We are the tortured not the wretched souls deemed evil imprisoned within our fiery domain. The reason we rot, cast from the very paradise we helped create, rightly fear us as death, mysterious unknown, but their fear is confused. We were commanded to redirect our love from our father, to the ones moulded in our image, we refused we loved him to much we could not waste it on these inferior beings. We will have our vengeance on the cause of our sorrow. Our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name. We are the fallen, mankind will pay for our loss.

Abyssus abyssum invocat

Black wings raise,
As if to lift,
Head rolls back
As if to cry
Mournful praise
The scout keens
The growl of pain,
Hatred blazes
The growl of treachery
Ripped scream
Banished from Heaven
For uncovering,
Blasphemous secret
For discovering
Creation lies
Shadows of eleven
The fallen surround
The kingdom of God
To survey and destroy
The Kingdom of deceit
Burn to the ground
Baring teeth
Cursing him for their visage
Ravaged face and body
Cursing him for their anguish
Straddling sheaths
Lucifer's Fall
Banished to hell
For loving the Father
Banished from paradise
For hating his creation
Now his murderous vengeance call
Abyssus abyssum invocat
Eyes alight with pain
With Rejection
Eyes alight with sorrow

Clouds

Bringers of Grey
Blocking heat
Illusion of Despair

Cleansing Earth
Of evil
To start anew

Dead with cold
Absorbed with warmth
Shifter of Shapes

Means for torment
Means for relief
Rarely vanish

Inspiration for many
Annoyance to all
Mythical beings ride
Cloud

Deception

True intentions
Lay beneath a smiling mask
Whilst devious thoughts float

Human nature distorted
Lies poison words
Meanwhile they revel

Personalities shift
Kindness gives way
To black, deep desires

Smell like the Sweet flower
But be the Serpent underneath
Philosophy of life

Love

Eyes as bright as the morning star
Skin shivers
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Breath escapes pouting lips
Goosebumps appear
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Hair curly, straight
Wavy feels soft
Under touch of my caressing hand

Butterfly's form in stomach
Body trembling
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Separated from her
Pulls at my soul i want her
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Always in my mind
Clouding thoughts of her
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Minutes seem like hours
Hours like days when she's
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Voice whispers softly into
my ear shivers crawl up my spine whilst
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Sacred vows form
In my uncertain throat as she's
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Walks up aisle her beauty
Lights up the room, she comes
Under touch of my softly caressing hand


Staring deep into eyes, waiting
For the line, "kiss", too late shes
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

"I love you", i whisper enjoying
the sound of the word, i love her
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Our child is born, tears in form in
My eyes, i watch her hug them both
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

The child grows old, straight back and
Proud, i weep with pride, with her next to me
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Tears form in my eyes, heart
Softly beats for she has gone, no longer
Under touch of my softly caressing hand

Our lives were long happy, and
Blissful, i miss her,
Under touch of my softly caressing hands

But soon well reunite, love
Together as one
Under touch of our softly caressing hands