Unclosed CasketA Poem by whiteravhen
Ashes of regrets have been blown
from the unclosed casket fury has been thrown A fugitive escape from casket unclosed perhaps be vanquished by Undergrounds where Devils lie... The casket should be closed; but no! Hell should be unleash regardless with raging flames of frustration When firmament becomes dark, drawn by the poisons of humanity from the casket left unlocked. The corpse has risen to whisper its hymn A demon for others might be a sage for some. A vacated casket should be taken place It's open of course, for a person who's cursed... celebrated in a funeral chanting a requiem... an unclosed casket with the corpse eyes wide open A fucked up death has been evoked with raging s**t of mercy buried inside... Unclosed casket has been thrown with mediocre lies that chops the court; chops the corpse we spawn The carnage corpse has risen in a heretic requiem with subliminal vengeance they've been mocking at... Now with significant reason to stand from the unclosed casket it stands with a sacred number when the sixth number stands in triple Behind lies here comes reality fading away..... Becoming ashes blown towards the casket and buried alive in the underground or a choice of breaking the casket ...when it's indestructible.... Covered with ashes of regrets it's unbreakable You can't change my religion my prayer... You know you can't destroy a casket when it's composed of your spit. A flower can never be so precious once it's rotten down and to be buried... made unto ashes to bless the casket Now the Demon has to nurture itself from a holy casket unclosed for confrontations An imagination can't be real It isn't real... It's only frustration growing to wrath like ashes blown to cover the casket like ashes blown to close the casket with rotten corpse, the casket shall be opened once again and unleash the ashes of raging fury ...walking through the flames that pierced my burning core. Once again, the ashes were blown and covers the golden skies and blazes darkness to them M***********s reconcile from spits of misjudgements turned to hem the casket shall remain unclosed. To create chains of existence for the eyes of the humanity to be opened of what the hell is goin' on giving mislead psychosocial escape that leads to funeral leading humanity back to Hell, burned alive Rotten corpse turned to ashes which strengthens the casket and stands a backdraft.. the sixth number in triple and tombstones stands as altar with skies covered in ashes and flames raging in fury This is the year where hope fails you making you embrace the hatred and making angels deserve to cry and scream yourself to death and throw yourself against the wall for the casket has been opened, risen from Underground... I guess I've tried my best at least a finger's laid for times elapsed Now all I have to do is Live with so much hate...
© 2014 whiteravhenAuthor's Note
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Added on September 8, 2014 Last Updated on September 8, 2014 Author
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