Darkness Life Dark After Death

Darkness Life Dark After Death

Torn is the seasons 

Feast a cornucopia of soul 

That cycles through months

Of dark brilliancy,

Knowing well, when time 

O' month draws near 

Blood pours from Painful pens 

To ease demented thoughts 

Exercising an overwhemingly

Crowded head.

.....................Of course I laugh 

The blackness has humorous eyes 

Watching one's every move 

Waiting for an excuse,

Exclusive In swallowing you~whole.

A puppet eventually,

Why not a servant vessel now?

Still see the diagonal snake 

Circling worlds 

Shaded black, burning light 

Realms unruled of wrong and right.

.............Death stalks 

On wooden legs 

Chimimg bells

So it's imprisoned with every 

Consequencial thought

Now the see'er in me 

Walks graves of green 

Where black veiled faces 

Hide tears of sorrow 

But always I asked 

For happiness life 

To partake grand parties

Until mine, a forgotten name,

Blinking a moment too long

For now.... a forgotten fate.