Cruci-6-xion

The rebelling pain inside
Stinging. Piercing. Deep.
Buried under my skin
Slowly spreading seed.

Its the afterlife I'm certain
Carefully devouring my soul
The eagle tearing its prey
Freedom lost, I'm sold.

The devils son I am
Seeking pain for my pride
Banishing good from inside
Turning everyone anti-Christ

Throes of pain within,
My consciousness dies
The triple six has lost
Reborn without sin.

Solitude

Solitude; is life's ingratitude to me-
I swear I believe my life end I see
Not shall I cry, I've done my share
Love and solitude both I bear.

Winter twinkling the tears,
Spring sprouting the colours,
Done with all, done enough,
Any moment my steam'll puff.

Blow up in solitude,
No love, no life,
For both left
Without goodbye.

Biologically compatible.

She told me her mitral
Refused to work a little;
She complained of her liver
And how it lost it's vigor;
The alveoli in her lungs
Plastic,it had become
The epithelium in her nose
Immune to all smells 'cept one-

My scented sweat on her skin
My hard breath brought her life
My fingers on her torso
Drove her insanely high

My own cardiac hymn
Combined with her rhythm
Made us one as the Almighty,
Destined together biologically.

My Echo

My echo sees into my future
And leaves me to wait;
Takes a 360 and returns
Like my best mate.


It leaves me with doubt
Playing me with emotions
But it returns quickly,
This time with better reverberation.


It speaks to me at times
And tells me to be patient
It has it's own unfinished business
To complete within that instant.


It's my own boomerang
Invisible but true
It rarely fails me
You know that too.

Welcome

Well this is ny first blog and I feel that i should tell u what it will be about.Sometimes i write poems or just random articles cooked up by this mysterious grey of mine.It may be of interest or sometimes plain idocracy.Its my tonguespeak.And I wanna do it right.
k signing off
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