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04-19-2024, 02:02 AM | #11 |
Sini
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“You are lost in the depths of darkness; this desolate valley is an endless margin Only you again - can become light’s presented target, or end up a leper’s carcass. Broaden your horizons over the horizon, and seek The Lord as your saving grace For your life is precious, embrace your lake; only then can you change your fate” The Black Moon, suddenly disappeared, for I'd dissipated my fear, and the magnificent horizon had never looked more clear I followed it for miles on end, it was pleasantly revered – yet one of my footnotes were not too sincere. For I decided near my heart’s lake to write poems against my God – and there was no doubt, his descendants saw So The Black Moon descended again; a method called, and the beautiful horizon might as well been a sent mirage. Many serene white moons have passed; where I've seen the Black Moon; descend in my slumber How I wished for the horizon, or maybe I should have prayed - to have it by the end of the summer I want to ascend from rubble - my heart's lake quenches holy waters from the heavens Yet my soul refuses to quit-infusing with sin - denying the help from a church or a reverend. Yes, I didn't turn to a Methodist, or turn to a Methodist - to repent for my sins Instead I dabbled in sex, fighting, and alcoholism, all coming from the hellish depths of within' I continued to write blasphemous poems near my heart's lake, while watching skeletons subside in the surface Maybe it was time I realized scrutinizing is worthless, and lived with the intent of finding a purpose. Living with the intent of finding a purpose to live, what are the gifts - that journey will give? Will it be a serpent that slithers in the crevice of rifts, or holy water for extinguishing the hell's fire - burning my crypt. I see the ghastly Black Moon, hover over my heart's lake, and the whistling wind is trapping my breath Maybe one day, I'll see the beautiful horizon again, glistening over this valley of death. Many serene white moons have passed, and the Black Moon descended over my self The sky was starless, maybe it was meant for me - as a phoenix from ash arose for my health Devilish memories flooded the lake of my heart; as demons appeared out of dirt from the valley Even he himself; Satan in the flesh, waited for my breath - for he felt I deserved a finale! Yes, I am freighted of my demons and devil(s), but I must face them - face to face For I know with you, Lord - and the savior's flame, I will have a saving grace. Seraphim's response: We've heard your cry, thy bless'ed son - the tides of your heart's lake have rendered much May you follow the magnificent horizon, ascend and such - and feel The Lord's tender touch. Your dreams beckon, reach out for the valley of death to prosper, passed the clouds and tests of somber For you are one with Heaven's father, and with him - evil, will be forever conquered. With that, the demons have vanquished, for I feel a miraculous light in my soul Satan retracted his menacing presence, and to see God's miracle was a sight to behold For The Black Moon ascended, and the beautiful Horizon never looked so bright, for my destined charm raised And thus began a miraculous journey, as I was baptized in my heart's lake. A psychic's cry on Greek Mythology Sharp sword katana tongue; son of a sword; rummage accord; Djinn and Mystic of the Mystic Bible Belt All I hear with my six sense is 'I need help' Sirens tell of hell; I'm a Siren with assuring kindness My burning iris burns the fire of the sun; I am hell's flame; compel vain I'm a demon prince; I render hell's reign; in Hell; Angels are Hell's pray Excel chains at horsemen and cherubs; slice you with a sword; then my maws will tear up 'Iccubus' was a Angel named Icarus's rare come; I sliced with a sword with no remorse Daedelus made his way to the devil's whereabouts; the fires of Egypt blared the mouse I am Demon; a sharp sword aired the proud; and with a Asherah Pole; cut down anyone who dare arouse I'm a psychic with a pair of vows; Noah's ark; approached by a Griffin; the ocean choked him submissive Hades provoked him a mistress; the devil saw him delicious; made him gluttonous punishment Demons are fucking a succubus; sucking a hundred winds; lunge from the hugs of kids Aphrodite and her sisters were fucking wet; at night had sex with her till' the sun was set A psychic I punish breaths; under the sunset I give them a hellish death; killed their death Saw Medusa's and her Gorgons with my own two eyes; fulfilled their death; killed their breaths For the serpent of Eden; ate every snake atop of Medusa's head; she learned she was sinful through her death Cerberus grew some heads; as his morality was rendered obsolete; for it's ribcage; I caught it's seethe Punish hunger pains of Vikings; 666 devils with pitchforks; tortured and scorched them with hell's flame To Zeus's sons; and their felt vain; I murdered Hercules and Ares with hell's flame I look Zeus straight in the eyes; shed tears of joy; making him cry; the sight of this is sickening Your people's pride's wickedness; you will burn in hell for eternity; as I murder the Second Icarus THE DRAGON -- There once was a dragon; THE SUN/SON OF A FAGGOT -- dunce of a maggot He created trouble all over towns and city's; surrounding witty; THE PUN OF MAGNUMS I am the dragon; fire breathing flames; the sire seethe the brain; denial from cocaine COCAINE FLAMES..COCAINE FLAMES..COCAINE FLAMES..OH' COCAINE FLAMES I gassed fumigation; reserved adjacent; from the sparkling river THE HEART WILL DELIVER: harbor and quiver from the mark of a inch worm THE DARK MADE ME DELIVER; numerous fire breathing flames to hell when it froze over I was sought a psychic who levitated mountains and turned his walls to a blood spray fountain I am numerous sea dog's -- the wretched hexes embellshed testament of resentment win(D) ENDING THE PREFICATE pushing the deficit of every fucking KIN(G) AND KIN TIl one day a fucking psychic named JOHN APPRACHED ME SOAKEN TEETH FROM RIPPED FANGS FROM TIGRES RIVER BLOODY FLOW I didn't enjoy his presence; he was after my essence; the bath of presents THE LAUGH OF PEASENTS: is that all you deliver when we worship this dragon!?? No it isn't he said; bursting red from curses, after curses after curses WE ARE WOMAN SEERS: we suck the red dragons cock; dead faggot mock!? RED TANGENT FOX: he looked at the horizon than burst blood THIRST MUD; the dragon laughed; and bursted flames; burning him to smithreens IT WAS LIKE A GULLOOTINE; serene sun serene sun oh' serene sun.. ..IT WAS A KING..who's time had come.. I look into the vast distance; passed the skies blue colorful hues remembering how the hummingbird's chirp matched your wondrous' mood you were subtle with gloom; singing it to sleep with lovable tunes soothing any troubled creature that moved under the moon the flowers would bloom; every time it sensed your motion in presence your devotion to blessings captured rising oceans in essence you glowed with fluorescent fragrances that flourished your life time would stand still as your tranquil beauty allured in the night You were the source of delight; and I assured your leave wasn't in vain For your son is sustained; to shine his bright light on the coming of day Through perilous clouds summoning gray; I'll clear the thunder and rain illuminating all that plummet in pain: all when I hover above the terrain Watch my radiance seize the hand, and dispose of the dire deeds of man And from the trees and grass to the seas and sand; I promise there’ll be a peaceful land Once that need is grant; I hope you smile like the sweet sun you savored I’ll always remember you as my beloved creator; Mother Nature |
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