Δευτέρα, 9 Οκτωβρίου 2017

Legacy of the Unspoiled

Sail this life tonight. 
Sail the sultry steam of my dying dreams tonight. 
In an ocean of purple sigh and yellow memories, 
learn how to endure and abide. 
I'll be waiting on the brim of all things alive. 
We will conquer death's den in the blink of an eye. 
Together we shall prosper... and perish, 
inside the hollows of the Earth. 
And the frame of our love, 
will always be engraved in the limestone of this land we once loved... 


Original Artwork, courtesy of Johanna Knauer/Kunstfotografie(Enaston on deviantArt)

Πέμπτη, 5 Οκτωβρίου 2017

Dreamfright

Why succumb to anguish and despair? 
A stitch of pain and sorrow, punches through the hollows of this life... 
Will you suffer me some freshly scent of fear? 

And the dying strings of our fleeting lullaby, 
caress the edgy slopes of Dreamland. 
And the echo of the dancing windows, 
attends the misty funeral of morning dew... 

Those pilgrim tales of primal wonders 
can linger in memory no more. 
As I stand still and abide by the brim of reality, 
i see you... i feel you... i elude you... for eternity 


Original Artwork, courtesy of LostOneself


Κυριακή, 17 Σεπτεμβρίου 2017

Hovering

Saw you bathing in the dim light. 
Stood there all night, just to catch my breath. 
I remember the days, where together we drew circles 
along the freshly traced ashes of the palm tree.  
Could there be a reason... would it be enough? 

In my head, I'm wandering around bleak spaces. 
I come across slick traces. 
Spinning around the fizzy vapor of your smile, 
just to catch a fleeting storm of life 
Could there be love... would it be enough? 

Original artwork: "numb...", by LostOneself


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Τρίτη, 12 Σεπτεμβρίου 2017

Love and exhale

Whenever i bleed inside a dream's sleek thorn, 
i tend to live somehow 
Night disappears in the blink of an eye... 
Streams of cursed souls adjust and abide 
as an echo of my youth lingers afar... 
Only to be  excreted from life's tail bone,  
as the dying fiber of a long lost love. 
Happy, they say you are, when you cease to breathe... 
Still, until I draw my last breath... 
i plan to scorch and fester inside  
every suffocating inch of exhalation 
that you took when you died in my arms tonight.


Courtesy of ©nikgml


Original artwork, courtesy of Johanna Knauer/Kunstfotografie


Κυριακή, 27 Αυγούστου 2017

Bond

My sweet child... the one I used to love 
In tempest... in sky so blue... and beyond 
I remember now... when the Earth kissed the grass 
And the well of being forged its mysterious grasp 
I could see clearly... I could feel somehow  
Us, being bound in dream... and fate... forever 
Always to be found everywhere in doom... as ever 
But even if our sorrow passes through Time and affection 
We stand alone... and in unison we strive... together

Courtesy of ©nikgml




Original artwork, provided by Johanna Knauer/Kunstfotografie(Enaston on deviantArt)

Πέμπτη, 24 Αυγούστου 2017

Senses in Death

A blue sense, hidden from life's corrupted lens 
Time has changed, in the blink of the eye 
A yellow rose gnawed on my ill bones 
A stiff sentiment of void and perdition, 
like a thousand waves, drown from afar 
I can feel somehow your presence in the dark 
And I sway... like a myriad of stars astray 
And I pray... only to succumb in mother Earth's woe 
It feels once more, like rain... 
tilted in devotion... waiting to salute death's strain.

Courtesy of ©nikgml


Original artwork, courtesy of Johanna Knauer/Kunstfotografie(Enaston on deviantArt)

Παρασκευή, 7 Ιουλίου 2017

Condemned

Fiery dreams and faulty skies ,
nothing compares to you.
As years go by and plunder the very ink of my memories, 
I cling to Thee my love 
and as I stumble on the hollow crest of fear, 
I know so clear... that I will never again feast on a blessed moth's tear...



©nikgml


Original artwork: "cocoon", by Johanna Knauer(Kunstfotografie, "Enaston" on deviantArt)
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