The tale of a were-wolf

The tale of a were-wolf

A Poem by A.r. Bazian
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among my very first! and one of my unforgettable poems! i spent a lot of time on this one!

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The tale of a were-wolf

 

Asleep
I am not!!!
Deep are my wounds and cuts
Hollow
Is my soul!!
As if it has escaped me
From within my wounds
As if
To be left abandoned
Naked
Naked of arms
And of armors
Naked
Of all what makes me human!

For tonight I asunder from man
And remain, wolf!
One that seeks not the flesh
Not the blood
Not the bone
Nor the stone
Laying within the depth of a mans chest
But the fear
The tears
The hands,
Of which, no wolf has dared to bite

I shall never surrender
I shall win this fight
For I shall challenge
All mighty height
Yes
Tonight
I shall fight!

I shall not go down
No after being for so long
Not after death
Sorrow and pain
had Made me strong
To have carried these books
These plates
With writings upon
The story of the genesis
And the tale
Of the early dawn

Now my back
Is bent no more
Now
My fear
Is a silent lore
Not to be told
Nor spoken about
To speak of change
For now
The ol man is out
God knocked on his door
And when he found no answer
His door he tore!!!

He was the one
One who was of both
wolf and man
half to be caged
he said
half to be banned!
Now
My soul is whole
Again, in search for blood
Not that sheds from the vein
But sheds from the brain

For now, my friends
Farewell
To remain me no more
The wind blew so hard
It has shut the door
My wounds no longer burn
Nor sting

No longer are they pierces in my flesh
A bullet whole from which
Gods wind should flow
Such wind it froze my jaw
My heart
A blizzard so strong
To have crafted our soul
To have left it
Like a starved monster
Seeking for more
Each time such wind blow
That monster feels sore

So now my friends
I remain no more
Leave, my love
Before Ive locked the door
Such scene you don't have to see
With such beast
Don't remain to be!
Run my love for when I separate
I shall be banished
I shall no longer know right from left
I shall go my path
And from my quest
Man,
Shall stop me not

Farewell my love
You'll have your life
For today I go away!
Today I walk away!!
I have left only a beast behind
I shall await my love
but soon Ill shut the blinds
I shall dig my grave
For soon
Ill intercept
A godly rage
And when I do
Ill have a home
Under the shade
I shall lie a stone
In the warmth
Of the embrace
And the eclipse!!!


by: The Black Iris, Of The Luminous Imperious

© 2008 A.r. Bazian


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Were-wolves huh?
Well bro beautiful written, strong imagery and even better is that I love wolves and Were-wolves, you know me, now lets go a step deeper into the feelings you trying to reflect! I better guess most of those pains and feelings you have deep inside!, and as I once told you before, unleash those feelings in writing and you would have over come them and also gave away a beautiful piece of art as you did here!

A bit away far from the topic, remember when I told you, that you enter fights thinking you would lose?
Well enter it thinking your a were-wolf! Embrace the lost and anger, the pain and sadness... All together turning it into your shining flag of victory over your enemies, as yours are mine too, don't ever forget that!

Talking about fights or even better said battles, well take it from me who waged many and seems I still have many to come, don't ever turn your back on a fight, but always make sure if there is going to be any fighting its a fight worthy to fight! Not all battles are worthy to bleed for and surely not all flags are good enough to die for!

Love and respect,
Tamer

Posted 16 Years Ago


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A.r. Bazian
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Amman/Salt, Middle East, Jordan



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