vanity

and in a moment of fiction his face , his ever so radiant face , would pass blows to my soul , in my little dreamt affectionate dreams , the tenderness of his vision would melt down the coldest thoughts of my heart , stripping even my subconscious of its little preserved peace ..
and then he has the audacity to call me vain.

on the night of that fucking delight
in the say of words so right
for more of love and less of lust
for more of ways and less of rust

to rub your chest in the middle of the night
and hear you say that i start a fight..

Rising up from the heart , tears so dry

gather up and fall down from my eyes,

dying eyes dark vision .

lesser healing.. deeper lesions.

lips faithful to one man alive

or dead my love doesnt deprive

wild without regret its built

immortal love immortal guilt .

god can die one of these days

but the guilt forever for eternity stays.

unquiet lies speak to me

deep in my marrow they fall to be .
the past of the time haunts again

the love divine falls in vain,

in the memory of days killed by change

the hold of life turns a page.

The lies diffuse in the leaking blood

a grave is dug in rainy mud

love clads itself in sadness

drowns the two in dancing madness

death calls pulls its veins

a phobia gathers in the brain

with the dawning that lies

waiting nears another demise

on each heart beat the burden rides.

causes death stares besides .

adores the agony it provides

in my rotting corpse it still resides..

the funk of the end shows a way.. with the stench of my flesh it fades away..

deader than death..

Deader than death

i stay alive

in the realm of my love

forever deprived

the cold cancer sates my veins

putrid blood calms away
in the heated rain

my ill stiff remains

the stench is gone but

the spirit remains

in the name of life

reposed for the game

i breath alive

in the hades of shame...

In a life wedded to effortless love .. where lovers sleep hand in hand.. where the requim of the past is too mild to be heard.. and blind faith shows the way .. where we lie in the beds of involiable fondness and dream the nights away .. in that land of awe.. we shall find peace my love .. some day... some way..

i lost my way
giving it to you
just not to see you in me

crying your name in thin sleep
saving the shame to be

dreaming on my feet
my eyes are blind but
you they can see

the leech of love that you ve been
just kiss me free

i would have you remeber me in the days you rot alone..

...

Bathing in blood

he graves the unknown

as a prisoner of time

he wallows alone

claims the death to be his own

but himself he cannot kill

kneels for mercy

for death alone but

not to be fulfilled

a song in the dark

that sings it all

for the demon digging the grave

the dead fall six feet deep

and so stare the slaves

his hole has been long dug

but never fills

he can kill but shall not die

the pain itself kills...