Viridian dreams
Forever moving forward.
Viridian blooms
Colors burst to life,
Joy fills the skies.
And then as the summertide rises
Life flourishes boldly,
Song graces the land.
Fearless for the future
A promise is made,
Sealed with a scarlet kiss.
White takes flight
Bringing endless serenity,
Laying to rest a weary world.
And then once again,
Viridian blooms.
23 March 2013
28 February 2013
Oathbound
Oathbound
For the promises we hold in our hearts.
Forged from fire,
Resting within the cold.
A promise made,
A promised sealed.
This steel dagger,
A blending of two metals,
This union,
Of you and I.
Your name on one side,
Mine on the other.
Forever together,
Yet we are not.
As you happened upon my world.
This metal has been granted life.
Given to my hands to create.
Us within grasp.
The knife surrendered,
The blade within my hand.
Peircing into the flesh that forged it,
The hilt held in offering.
My promises for us,
My promises for you.
Married with this edge,
Granted only to you.
Pulled from my world,
Crimson red flows free.
Heartache and fear,
Sealed within this scar.
Our blade is yours now.
To do with as you desire.
You are bound to nothing,
This shall be my oath to you.
The freedom is yours,
Yours to destroy me,
To destroy our world,
Or to create something new.
The metal is nothing,
It's creation means everything.
For the promises we hold in our hearts.
Forged from fire,
Resting within the cold.
A promise made,
A promised sealed.
This steel dagger,
A blending of two metals,
This union,
Of you and I.
Your name on one side,
Mine on the other.
Forever together,
Yet we are not.
As you happened upon my world.
This metal has been granted life.
Given to my hands to create.
Us within grasp.
The knife surrendered,
The blade within my hand.
Peircing into the flesh that forged it,
The hilt held in offering.
My promises for us,
My promises for you.
Married with this edge,
Granted only to you.
Pulled from my world,
Crimson red flows free.
Heartache and fear,
Sealed within this scar.
Our blade is yours now.
To do with as you desire.
You are bound to nothing,
This shall be my oath to you.
The freedom is yours,
Yours to destroy me,
To destroy our world,
Or to create something new.
The metal is nothing,
It's creation means everything.
31 January 2013
Pygmalion
Pygmalion
May we all love our creations so.
May we all love our creations so.
With my eyes closed
The canvas takes to the stage
Anything and everything starts here
Paint without reservation
Perfect your own world
Go beyond the begginings
Unto edges unkown
Hold back nothing
And grant everything
The result is yours
With this design in hand
Open yourself to the world
The canvas takes to the stage
Anything and everything starts here
Paint without reservation
Perfect your own world
Go beyond the begginings
Unto edges unkown
Hold back nothing
And grant everything
The result is yours
With this design in hand
Open yourself to the world
Trace upon it your dream.
31 December 2012
On new years Eve.
On new years Eve.
Take it into your own hands.
Even when there is nothing left for us.
Eternity as our witness.
Never more are we to simply fall away.
Take it into your own hands.
There are no words to give in thanks of time past.
No prayer for the time to follow.
We cannot exist outside of now.
No prayer for the time to follow.
We cannot exist outside of now.
Looking back nothing has changed.
And looking ahead shows little will.
Time itself never changes.
And looking ahead shows little will.
Time itself never changes.
The earth spins.
Our sun burns.
And we die.
Our sun burns.
And we die.
Time will carry us to the end.
It is up to us to build the tomorrows.
And thus forever more is ours to claim.
It is up to us to build the tomorrows.
And thus forever more is ours to claim.
Legacy is our birthright.
Given by those that have walked the path.
For those whom will walk their own.
Given by those that have walked the path.
For those whom will walk their own.
Eternity as our witness.
Never more are we to simply fall away.
30 November 2012
Welcome
Welcome
Welcome, to my heart of darkness
Welcome to my heart.
Pure as the black of night,
There are no guards to stop you,
Simply because I will consume you.
In the end it does not matter what you do,
The moment I laid my hands on you,
You became mine.
To do with as I please.
Within my grasp,
My hands curl around your neck.
I tighten slowly, cutting your breath short.
You resist me seeking to live.
But you are scar'd with self inflicted wounds.
Many times you have drawn a blade upon your skin.
Pushed it down and let the blood flow.
And here I stand to end your pain
But still you fight against me.
You claw at my eyes barely able to even see,
It's all falling to black.
Slowly fading away as the blackness takes you.
What do you think at this moment?
This last moment of warmth,
But what does it matter now?
Soon you will lay lifeless within the deep.
So why fight.
Is there something worth living for?
So why are you running?
From all those that would give you the world.
But here is the truth.
You are not within my heart.
This is your own.
And so I let you free of my grasp
I watch as you breath slowly.
Still you cling to life.
Even within this darkness dreary,
There is a light all your own.
You bury yourself in your own grave by simple action.
I will make no claim to perfection.
So why would you need to be?
You need not claim to be anymore than you are.
I'll be here waiting for you.
Welcome, to my heart of darkness
Welcome to my heart.
Pure as the black of night,
There are no guards to stop you,
Simply because I will consume you.
In the end it does not matter what you do,
The moment I laid my hands on you,
You became mine.
To do with as I please.
Within my grasp,
My hands curl around your neck.
I tighten slowly, cutting your breath short.
You resist me seeking to live.
But you are scar'd with self inflicted wounds.
Many times you have drawn a blade upon your skin.
Pushed it down and let the blood flow.
And here I stand to end your pain
But still you fight against me.
You claw at my eyes barely able to even see,
It's all falling to black.
Slowly fading away as the blackness takes you.
What do you think at this moment?
This last moment of warmth,
But what does it matter now?
Soon you will lay lifeless within the deep.
So why fight.
Is there something worth living for?
So why are you running?
From all those that would give you the world.
But here is the truth.
You are not within my heart.
This is your own.
And so I let you free of my grasp
I watch as you breath slowly.
Still you cling to life.
Even within this darkness dreary,
There is a light all your own.
You bury yourself in your own grave by simple action.
I will make no claim to perfection.
So why would you need to be?
You need not claim to be anymore than you are.
I'll be here waiting for you.
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