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Lie in the grass so green

Among the trees both large and green,

Alone beneath the darkened sky,

Count the minutes under the stars so high.

Five minutes until the time,

Cautiously the moon rises like a crime,

Memories of the past fill the mind,

The lost laughter chains now bind.

Four minutes as the smile fades,

The truth hidden behind masquerades,

Imagine what could have been,

Regret - the sin.

Three minutes and you dream,

Dream of what lies downstream,

To sail between Scylla and Charybdis,

And discover personalized bliss.

Two minutes are left now,

To master Dream, bow.

He who commands the future,

The king hidden in the mirror.

One minute to go,

Dragged back with the sound of a crow,

The dark night stings the skin,

Cold and alone, the air grows thin.

The time has finally come,

Heart pounding like a drum,

Fashion the wish and let it fly,

Broodingly away into the night sky.

Eyes sealed, sit in silence,

The doorway closes to the seconds’ cadence,

Into the shadows the wish flew,

Pray it will come true.

Natural Darkness

In the darkness produced

By love shared,

Between Pan and the rising sun,

Light hides scared.

Masking the truth,

Hiding under the cloak,

Nature survives in this state,

Shadowed in smoke.

Destructive light shines through,

Screeching metal lifts the ban,

Who dare master monstrous machinations?

This is man.

The destroyer of national darkness

Incorporates the land,

Murdering the rigid guardians,

A weekly errand.

Darkness eradicated,

Solar love exhausted,

The barren base burns,

Retributive fury prompted.

The Hammer

The villain with no soul

Does not care and does not wait,

The author of your destruction,

The designer of your fate.

The pounding of the hammer

Driving the nail, deeper and darker

Into the wound – covered in blood,

The hammer strikes harder and faster.

The nail cries when struck -

Releasing tears of sharp fire,

Sent deeper into the hearth,

A servant of War, his squire.

With every stroke you cringe,

With every blow you scream,

The pain intangible and untreatable,

Wish for the sweet bliss of a dream.

On the edge of the precipice

The assault comes to a halt.

The nail an inch from your heart,

Quickly you attempt to heal and salt.

This peaceful period is just a pause

As the hammer rears back

As far as it can – released –

The steel connects with a loud “crack.”

This final blow pushes over the edge,

Nail penetrates the heart, bleeding and broken,

Damaged beyond all repair,

Not Vulcan can fix the life that was taken.

With heart demolished and destroyed,

You ask why and try to run.

Run away from the suffering and the pain,

Find peace in the barrel of a gun.

Alone in the Dark

In the night-stained abyss,
Deep in the sunless void,
Eyes blind and sound silenced
And all pleasant tang destroyed.

There remains the one
Locked in cedar and velvet,
Hidden from prying eyes,
Suffering the primordial debt.

Comfortable and content,
Quietly sleeps the monarch.
Like eternal winter for Old Ben,
It remains alone in the dark.

Forgotten and left to rot,
Just another stone on the surface,
Memories faded and love lost,
In the night-stained abyss.

Selene

Selene rises from esoteric horizon,

In her pale chariot she dances.

Amongst celestial visions in the dark ocean,

Admire the beauty as she advances.

Eyes brighter than every star,

Soft waterfalls caress the visage,

More beautiful than the moon she escorts,

For her I would launch any voyage.

I pray vision not be stolen

As I attend the princess of the night.

Let Him come another time.

I will not accept the light.

Bridge

From the bank in the East
To the Bank in the West,
The great steel menace commands the loves of passers by,
Taking some to merriment and others to rest.

Imposing archways decorate twofold,
Portals for Dante to travel,
Magnificent black doorways to other worlds,
The indestructible sky castle.

In the West lie the natural,
Covered with an array of fantastic colors
That hide the true savage nature,
Dream of Darwin and nightmare of mothers.

In the East lie the synthetic,
Created for the whims of God's creatures,
A paradise masking corruption,
Taken for granted on all trivial ventures.

Between two doorways i stand
The absence of evil counters the absence of good
I must choose a path - East or West?
If I could tell the difference - I would.

Each has their differences but non I could see,
Physically similar - nothing to miss.
Perhaps I take the third option
And plunge into the abyss...

Dragonfire

Sharpen the sword and polish the armor,

The fight of your life is soon to commence.

It lies beyond the crystal door,

You await the sound of the brass in suspense,

Waiting, accompanied by feelings of horror,

For the impending aggressive sequence.

You have been trained for this fight

Since childhood – an age of innocence,

An age of shelter and respite,

An age of regulation and ordinance,

The age of shining sunlight has reached twilight.

Now, fight with passion and valiance.

Open the door and enter the sinister unknown,

Draw the sword and ready the shield,

Explore the shadowy cavern for the savage cyclone,

You hear a bang – the crystal doorway has been resealed –

The ice freezes the body to bone,

Fight through! Proceed forward and never yield.

Deeper and deeper into the dark cavern,

Out of the silence and tension a piercing roar,

The beast emerges – a colossal wyvern.

The beast stares emitting a coarse stridor,

Its dark body stained with streaks of auburn,

A fiend worthy of the mighty Thor.

The dragon rises on two to display;

Claws sharper than steel to shred and sheer,

The flesh blade lies behind to waylay,

Imposing wings engulf the cavern and strike fear,

The terrifying top produces flame to cover the fray,

Ready your sword and deliver a stance austere.

The two forces meet in the shadowy battleground,

The exchange of blows accompanied by shrieks of pain,

Escape is impossible – you are stormbound –

Your attacks repelled – all efforts are in vain.

Plagued by dragonfire and in it you are drowned

But out of the blackness comes a third, cloaked and arcane.

A hand reaches through the sea of fire,

Revives both body and spirit,

Together, the dragon’s downfall you conspire.

Fight on with valor and never forfeit,

The wyvern suffers from your vengeful ire,

At last the wyvern’s life takes its exit.

Victorious, the two warriors depart

Through a new door made of impenetrable diamond.

The dragon is a foe all must thwart,

A quest for which all are destined,

Destroy this beast with accumulated heart,

Or else be eternally burned and blackened.