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In Need of RepairMy task is a flooded basement To clear away memories Polluted with wear I can't bear the weather A threshold of rotted wood I'm splinteredIn Need of Repair
Consumed with diversions My attention divided like streams But the ocean found me Asleep in the waves Not minding the rain The sky wept its suffering Into my dreams Flooding my reality
My task is a temple
Collapsed in disrepair
Unsanctioned and condemned And I the occupant Stoned beneath the wreckage An altar no longer I fill these puncture wounds With sand With pour
by ~Harmz4Heaven
And God Demanded...Sic the tigers on the standsAnd God Demanded...
Devour the man
His blood spilt upon the sands Applause like thunder Cracks the sky asunder Split by the hunger Of crowds demanding more Sick with fascination Can't tear the eyes away The heart pulses frayed A violent aberration Push the man towards the gallows Slip the halo 'round Excuses for justice hallowed Breath lost in fight for ground The crowds jeer Infliction of reverent fear For lesser gods who choose Life or death for fellow man Setting the demon loose To feed the soul an ill device &
by ~Harmz4Heaven
Cattled in CronesWearily, in age befitting the old Cold crone's withering heart of stone She drew her breath in faltered takes Encased in hatred, defiled of boneCattled in Crones
Her karmatic debt wept through
Congestion pored insufferable
Seized in the silence By hands wrought demanding Justice cast upon the damned
Her coffin of crests Speaking softly of deaths An empty catacomb of flesh Belated in darkened aftertones Mocking her in a cacophany Of nightmarish dreams A home for uninvited guests
At last she cast an altared gaze
Upon a rustic symb
by ~Harmz4Heaven
Burn the Midnight OilEden is aflame An empire set against the Sun Paradise has become a prison Weaponry its wallsBurn the Midnight Oil
Emptiness settles in the sky As people sit comfortably Fattened by the wealth of industry Minds numbed by electric waves
The Seeker mourns compassion A refuge tainted fugue The Sinners are sent to cinders As black clouds cough pandemic They inhale the remnants
Panting, the air stales a mate
Time slowing, the eyes cracked wide They had few words when the well ran dry Speechless and caught awry Like a Virgin slumbering in the
by ~Harmz4Heaven
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