Sunday, July 11, 2010

Dark Matter...Fallen Angel Of Light



born of dark matter....stardust and light
mixed with blood-blackened dirt
we come walling into a void of death
ours days numbered-measured-named...
woven in darkness, warp and weft
the threads lengthen...a legion hand and hand
a reaping has begun for this...this is his...

some gone before the spark is lit
much mourned with tears...envy
their road never taken...sweet brief
luminous shimmering-pale spirits
shine bright...a beacon, a sign of glory
then weary-weakened by sorrow___
rise slowly, release and dissipate

those...who trade souls for time-space
in the end become delusional...lost
full of decay, they wander caught in a web___
stumbling in dense total darkness...blind fools
reaching out in fear, weeping all to late
to late...castrated, raped of all will...
their path mapped out...the trickster has won

return we then to ashes...dust and overripe rot
unknown, unwanted, devoid of all reason___
our proud lustful needs...beaten down
discarded-trampled dreams, hopes...fade
for now we follow the Master's gleeful laughter
the road freely chosen in vain hubris greed
dragging hollow-hearts, we die as we came...alone

2 comments:

Harshad mehta said...

Hi, Beautiful flow & message.

and how are you? keeping well?

Please take care.

Rosa Phoenix said...

intense, dramatic, powerful!