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Half past midnight. I lost a wheel in the dark, Met the chatter of the wild, The metal waft of blood Two o’clock. I trudged Due west With my legs set afire, Crazed and bathed in crud and sweat Past four. I dove into a maze of fallen trees Before the snarls of death Could…
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When all light Slips the binds of my soul, I reach into the past To retrieve the summer night, When the sky was afire When I took to the hills To be silenced by glory, Its flames reaching down From its heavenly perch I carry that scene Through my furious tomorrows As the shield I…
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This solitude chills my veins And bundles my limbs With its ireful ghosts In its hideaway I shiver, Reliving every pit and snare In the forests and valleys Of voyages past
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: So closely knit Is the brave new world The daily crossfire We foolishly brave ? Bound and bowered We strive for war For the quarrels That flood The purest of hearts ? All that remains Are the wavering scores Who writhe in peril At the lash Of troubling verse ?…
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I fled To be ensnared by the woods, Cut a long path from home Into the jaws of the abyss Toward the glowing red eyes Of a new-found villain, Overcome by new thrills, The rush The agony The peril
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Strange relief descends From the silver skies, The morning is empty Spacious and calm Will it fade from my thoughts As I wade through this age Or defy the tide Of these nefarious times?
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Will my Beloved storm Ever fall to this earth, Rise up from the soil And cry out for me? Will I meet the open arms Of its sultry form, Entangled in its madness With my own songs of havoc? Somewhere, Someday Will these sweet dreams Descend?
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I’m filled With savory And selfish delights, I’m on the verge of keeling over With a madman’s smile Let the feast continue Let the melodies soar Above feral drums I’m filled for this moment For this short-lived flash, It’s all I’ve ever wanted As I cruise unscathed, Beyond light and shadow
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An armada of steel Has returned for my rusted frame In this shallow backwater, The horizon thunders So I drift from the reeds Dislodged from decay, Fit again to reap glory In the roll and crash Of a boiling black tide
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When the reins slipped away The scalding agony was brief But I swerved, synchronized With the road’s rhythmic whims I answered every urge Without the gleam of fortune Spilling through the fog And seducing me forward
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