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An array of strange encounters Will color my mind On this midnight voyage They’ll breach the white walls Of this cranial prison With a battering horde Of unseen joys Of unseen frights I hope to return Upright and alight Unafraid of days lost Or of the mourning to come
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A shroud falls over the city, An untimely mist Spilling down through the gutters Through the alleys of my mind So I wage war in reveries While hushed and entranced; Hands conjuring and scrawling For a sliver of light ‘Til the streetlamps blaze With their burning red malice And this silver summer day Is purged…
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The walls of his caverns preach Til sunlight pours Through their serpentine faults In the dark they mourn Over full lives fallen From his young iron hands; Branded by death The ceiling leers down Holding back the night sky, The full weight of lost battles Meant to fall with rage And turn him to dust
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An ambient storm sweeps over When the engines rev And thunder to life The clouds come apart yielding moonlit roads To a haven I’ve lost Among greyed memories I am lassoed to sleep By a wordless song, As the past ebbs and flows With the brine of today And no one intrudes As time unfurls,…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: ? The smoke plumes have withered away But at what cost? A sword, is returned to its sheath But the nights still teem with the lost ? War is no game I’ve been told, Yet that is the way it’s often sold, Those who believe it may find a fate,…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: ? A mountain flares to life With the rolling blaze Of a beastly curse ? Serpentine He glows with crimson scales Enraged At the steel-plated swarms In their thundering assault ? They are meant To spare what remains Of the scorched sprawl of home Their ever-green shires In despair ?…
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One more moment of silence And he would’ve sailed on Shedding all of his strength His fear-ridden skin But he lunged in defiance Into midnight’s reign, While greedily gasping, Clamoring for breath Or was it all a dream? A consoling tall tale For his hollowed out bones And his earth-bound frame
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A highway curves to the east, To the fringes of a kingdom Bursting with light And the pangs of the redeemed I seek the steep climb And the scenic decline To their thunderous plain For their rescuing embrace So my phantom misdeeds Will float in defeat To the quiet domain Of dreary days Long past
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: Tomorrow The dams will break Tomorrow, the fields Will know water and wealth Tomorrow, the sun Is the signal to rage And writhe with new joy When the waves Are powerful and high Tomorrow, tomorrow Is the chorus of today A rolling inferno within The madly impassioned Boil over with…
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The day has grown rancid and cold In its flooded bell-jar Now panic flies high The hours drift by In a wide-eyed hush And await the red talons Of a soaring hereafter It patiently fumes Braced for the shatter For calamity’s dive Ready To be freed From the blistering silence
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