Darkness in Storm

 

 

 

Passions of souls stirring

In the melting pot of hope,

I have seen many faces; now faded

Like wiped chalk on the

concrete of my memory.

 

Many have touched me

 

to ripple my existence,

Smudging the scars of my passions.

 

I have seen dark silence and

 

Shattered its empty oblivion,

A creator wired these veins

and pumped me with the

breath of Eternity; speechless.

 

My wings have blown

 

Darkness asunder beneath

a dark cloud mourning in thunder.

 

I still wonder; how secrecy can

 

cowardly rule with a suicidal destiny?

Suspicious minds transparent to the masses.

Living in a world where the devil is made

to be a god and teaching self righteous people

to embrace a façade.

 

Let knowledge light our minds

 

to guide us to the path of tranquil reality.

My heart is a blade unbreakable;

Forged in the fire of my burning passions,

Never shall I tremble in battle or

stand down to devilish fiends.

 

A storm of darkness has

 

Polluted my mind; diluted my purity,

Yet it remains un-washable,

My words brew with the storm of my sanity.

The pain of loneliness aches my veins as I

Rise to smile at you with bleeding tears…