Beyond The Rusty Gates Of Will!A Poem by A.r. BazianA Poem by: The Black Iris, Of The Luminous Imperious Ft. The Lord Belial - The Fellowship Of BelialBeyond The Rusty Gates Of Will!
Far beyond, and within the trees so high... stood a man... crumbling... in an ancient eternal cry!
amongst the ghostly mist of dawn... the shining beam... of a dust forlorm... crushed the greates of all man... 'tis the draining corpse... of my sinful storm... when wisdom... by agony fell... and by the devine of command was torn!
there at the old steps of thy door! i stood with the silence... the winds of blasphomy grew wild and sore... it dansed and swayed... upon the crackled marble floor...
oh, what a broken tone... of such crimson violence... as i recall the mighty pain...i... asunder and call thy sacred name! you hid... there behind the veils of shame... a black flame arised... through agnostic dusk was laid... thats in me... beyond the dark shades it stayed... was the only truthful pain... with blood upon it astain... one that any human can revel... and all man is to blame... slain lies such glory... of mankind that reignes... with velvet dreams... untouched by sin... it drew the eyes of beloved grim... the path of nomads... and wanderers like him! he stood there against thy door... as many... have stood there before... astral guidance led his yore... with blooded ink upon the pages... of his everlasting... infinite lore!
By: The Black Iris, Of The Luminous Imperious © 2008 A.r. BazianReviews
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4 Reviews Added on March 15, 2008 AuthorA.r. BazianAmman/Salt, Middle East, JordanAboutA Communist in the Making, and a Student of History and Life. Find me on Hellopoetry too: http://hellopoetry.com/abazian more..Writing
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