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Caverns of impurity, follow me inside

Torn asunder  the Grim Reaper becomes me  Stabbing away with love the dreams we had,  Concerning with the facts of life, we hide, In caves of loneliness and filth, terrorized by lust, We find ourselves without remorse, becoming fast, Blind, drunk with sadness and high on poverty, Scarred at looking in the dark for still we are, Too young to understand the right to live. The tools we used to think will save the world, Mankind has stripped them all, without a care, Deaf at Mother Nature’s cries and screams, We slowly die losing our mind each day. Conscientious that the once long term perils, Have come to threat streams of families, The once great and mighty has returned too late, To seek the help of the Creator, but imagine that, In every breath sins are pouring through the lands, Cast from the heavens, man tries every day to buy, The formula of everlasting life on Earth, Ignorant to God’s wishes and teachings, Their souls are lost, Heaven is eternal. Arrogance stands wit


Flowers "The first time we kissed i brought you flowers, My life around your heart is showed in colors,  Of love with roses covering your presence lady, I hope the time will stop again and bring me warmth, For every embrace you give is heaven. I ache to feel your pulsing lips my lady, With flowers covering your every step, Well reach together the lovers silence, And simply love each other always.     Let’s go around the world lets travel With love as guide we’ll see the mountains, Gardens full of hope and everlasting touches Our hearts are pounding our minds are falling Losing all senses love sets firmly the boundaries."

Lust, temptations, awarness,love and wild crude X's

Lustful temptations I lust for your flesh, it taste, flows just like honey, Drowning each time I have the chance to sip it, I feel now alive more than before craving your sweetness.   Your skin is melting; my mouth drips from your bosom, For lips are matching in kisses, thoughts are uniting, The bedroom is calling and old habits are dying. The first touch is electric the main cloths are ripped, Minds are connected hearts beat faster and faster, Time froze all of his references our present is more important, Flames vastly burns through sense of excitement, Thighs are help up and crude nudity is aching, Now scratch my obsession and scream your despair. The bed starts now to shiver in pleasurable hours, Sins formed through our senses claiming our souls, For sex is the answer in night’s cold awareness. Tongues are relapsing and the fights’ far from over, Now bite off the clutches of love’ sweet limitations, Joyful occasion, now we are sinners’ no


Reaching hope In endless nights with chill-storming fears, The dark man listens with wrathful patience, A broken step, closer to dying... His joyful cheer, our painless silence. The darkness shivers, when in a corner A distant shy but growing light, Making a bold reach, tries to resurface From ages past and prisons of despair A ray of hope crossing the eternal. Not looking back at solitude’s company She grabs a hold of a fragile human’s hand Ignoring spawns of evils that surrounds them Hope has arisen long lost forgotten. Insanity conjures the hearts of millions Strange feelings that time locked in a bubble With hope’s encounter come to release Rivers of tears, washing our curses The mortal sins fade close to extinction. Bright, the scent of freedom gazes, And kneels before the sun’s due time The storm turns into a breeze of valor Life’s blooming, so proud of man.

Love in different keys of happyness

Sunny Moon And shine now, and go beyond the lines of yesterday, And go on, past the spirits that once adored you, And hope then and hence forgiveness will reach out, And open, your eyes, your soul to loving sunny presence, For mercy is leaving and prays for thy sweet embracing lips. And smile humbly; give the world reasons to laugh again, And run swiftly, remember thou the presents of last winter, And look back, at my eager tears washing your bosom, And let my ego to subside, thy scent of loving treasures, For love is close at hand combining two souls in one. And for too lovely for words, I’m so ashamed dishonoring your grace, And stand closer, met my soul though the blinks of my eyes, And embrace with ease, your fragile kneeling beating heart, And imagine, a house narrowing the corners of a family, For magic is real: when dreams linger over our wavering wishes.   And fight on; rip off the clothes stained with depression, And sing now, throw d

Sex, shadows and love

Blind night "As if you need a southing introduction, My loving sin, you darling please remember,  The world already knows your mesmerizing diary,   In which under a clammy sky, the shiver’s crying, For beggars gloat and streets are dying, A loving grace, a smile, your body’s warmth, That will be mine again in night’s cold light. The moon sends chills of parasitic cravings, Will write chapters of everlasting love awakenings, For those who wish to learn about the senses, The softness of the lips carnally challenged, Daring to breach the pleasure’s barrier of sin, We know no boundaries; thy kiss is far from over, And with a growl I lose my self awareness. Our epic union will endure the darkness, A light into the shadows will be born, And loving stars will shine our caring closeness, For now we’re one as heart and spirit. Happy we are, something is blessing courage, For gazing in your eyes I found myself, My soul is smiling back and

Loving grace

Loving grace  Love's tomb  Standing alone despairing boldly in a corner, Cascading memories are reaping through my essence, The southing smiles I used to love are fading, O great is sorrow, remembering your name. Under a candle’s light I turn into a shadow, And with no real hope of ever coming back, Your scares are burning deep my present spirit, For now you’re gone thou flames are still arising, Drowning my soul in a wretched timeless silence.     With an increasing breathing pulse, I wonder, If love is real or just a chemical dismantle, I hate you Cupid and curse your agonizing arrows, Your stupid game inflicts me pain withstanding hours. Tears are swiftly calling my warm embrace, It seems my lower lips are lonely yet again, Drooling your name, I stand to be discovered, For now my plan enfolds, the world is recognizing, Death is the answer my promised sweet escape. Although I know full well the repercussions, A joyride straight to Hell will be my payment, Thinking ahead

12 feet of knowledge

12 feet of knowledge Sweating with pride climbing the mountain of faith, We fall; we’re hurting interconnected through answers, Seeking the paths of wisdom wanting to cure our blindness, Tears streaming around us forming a river of cravings, Tempting our purpose with each step of hardship. Our guide is knowledge our spirit is leading, Living the moment the cold starts to take over, Bodies are breaking contrasting our will power, To stand mighty and humble always and forever, And God’s promised redemption bathing our faces. “Come on my brothers push through the pain, We’ve come so far becoming timeless, Our dreams and hopes stirring our sales, So sweet so bitter our trip changes in history, Cherishing lives now love lifts up our spirit.” Filled with emotions the maze is now clearing, Shaking and proud we’re nearing the gate, Open with clouds hovering mainly above us, Passing inside our bodies are fading, Eternally happy we are one w


Omega    A storm is coming, beware you mortals, Its shadow will envelop millions,   Trying to run, light has no answer,  Disturbing fact, now all is lost. The wind is changing, he carries screams, And bright blue fire erupting across the land, The sky is silent nobody is coming, With words of agony we’re slowly dying. Homes will subside to the darkness ahead, Hope and faith will blindly meet their end, Through shadow, flame will overcome, Mind and hearts are dead and gone. Now remember your days, and despair, The kings of old won’t slain the present, Shame on man, gloat and understand this, The road to death will come, no questions. The sadness in their eyes I saw it, oh darkness, And thirsty I reek of blood and dismay, Thou I am the bearer of end and destruction, Now pain and anguish fuels my intentions. O sorrow, o God, they whisper for mercy, I can’t give them any, for I am redemption, Death and corruption falling

Love's angel

 Mistrust Under our bridge the river’s filled with sadness, And calmly, here under our tree, I’m crying,   For now he’s rotten with no leaves and dying, Ripped from the world dusting away the malice, The final days of the evil seeds you planted.   Under a blanket of stars near him, I’m smiling, Remember now! Our ancient love of Sundays, The favorite day, the escape with all the loving, So gone, so far, becoming one of many shadows, Losing my inner self, so tired, I’m slowly dying. Voices and cries, my mind is losing all senses, Trials of insanity I passed them, I’m champion,    Writing my sadness in the blackboard of darkness, No sympathy is needed, alone in silence, not broken, The cold starts to embrace me, it’s over, and I’m leaving.   The casket is lowered; I climb the ladder to heaven, My mother is crying, her hands can’t stop from shaking, The light overcomes me, in flashes the steps seem to linger, She’s there now I see her, f


Charmed There is a light out there it’s frightening, How come she stands alone facing the world? So fray, so shy, so bold and always wanting, Her name is love, she boldly fights the cold. The embracing cold sends chills to her, it’s sad, With every breath she begs with tears for him to stop, Shadowy ghouls are crawling near her gloomy hands, She screams to God to save her from the end, In stretching silence her last tear begins to drop, Across her cheeks, her chest inside her heart. She falls, kneeling with pain, begins to shiver, Her eyes are dry, she starts to understand, Her mouth starts moving whispering the words: “There is no hope, the time is now, so right to die”.

Contemplare in absolut

Scorched lands We walk alone the path of righteousness Through swamps and mud of misery divine Dodging our flesh from swarming dead past To seek a branch of hope, to reach our soul A Quest of life worth fighting for. Sore dreams reaping the vast abyss Creating rifts of blinding torments We follow gently looking back, The vacuum hunts our daily lives Shifting the gears of destiny to us. The screams of shadows echoing the present Standing alone against the dark, Clueless of time bearing the pain, Lost without balance in but still out Crumbling earth eating our minds. Flows of molting crust bursts from the ground Relieving pressure matching his hate, The stars themselves are leaving our side, Corrupted landscapes our eyes take heart, Sheltering no more our way of life. We cry, we knell, and pray to God No answer now, we had our chance, Brave humans, lift up your heads and take a bow The flesh might die, but something will endure Our souls will forever search the skies.

O mica reflexie poetica

Frozen river Sweet fallen embrace of death come forth, Taste the human’s pitiful sorrow grace, Rejoice in their decadent ways of late, Show no mercy in the final hours of discontent. There is no need for weeping, Children, The reapers grip is quick and painless Salvation lacks of hope and dreams, Illusions fade, just close your mortal eyes It’s time to leave this wretched world. The fields of everlasting glory For which you fought all of your life, Are waiting clearly on the other side The blight of day and calm blue sky, Your turn it’s now, enjoy the ride. You mortals grind shadows of southing future Don’t cry for man, he is but late To catch a train in heaven’s station, Becoming one with loving tension, In ancestral promise of redemption The single thing worth fighting for The warm embrace of God’s reflection.