AKhaus : Writing

When the dead speak

When the dead speak

A Poem by AKhaus


inpsired by the song "If I Die Young"
I don’t do what you need me to

I don’t do what you need me to

A Poem by AKhaus


I’m not your marionette, I’m not your puppet on these slippery strings. What you said is dead and so the grass will cover that grave. Wh..
The seething seamstress

The seething seamstress

A Poem by AKhaus


inspired by the movie "Terminal"
whisper

whisper

A Poem by AKhaus


I am a whisper just sliding into the sand as the water washes away my language and sinks my mortal hand.Hiding in the colors of the landscape I am los..
The Scop

The Scop

A Poem by AKhaus


the unity of day and night
you don't know me like you should and even if you could you wouldn't know

you don't know me like you should and even if you ..

A Poem by AKhaus


She doesn't know me, just the shades that I display.For one to profess so easily, well it's simply a lie to herself.She doesn't know the core that kee..
alex

alex

A Poem by AKhaus


I see you sitting in that window and I can't seem to see anything else.What are you keeping in there?I speak to you through that glass but you can't h..
We are

We are

A Poem by AKhaus


We are what we are and no in between.When the sun sets our beasts roam free.The kiss from the moon as nightshade steals her last breath.I have only on..
A question of violence and the consequence

A question of violence and the consequence

A Poem by AKhaus


I was split, shattered, mangled and battered by the hands that struck another.My head was divided by the scenes of blood and screams, the nightmares s..
Sweet dreams are made of these...or so they seem

Sweet dreams are made of these...or so they seem

A Poem by AKhaus


Inspired by Jung and Lucid Dreaming