As I wait in my room, The open window courts me, With scents of the world beyond, But above all, one must haunt the most, For as the sun sets upon me, desperate and besotted, An effluvium of smoke, somehow blue, Precedes fading dreams, As still I remain, Unmoved.
Category: Gothic
Remains of a Moment
If we are souls immortal,Then I was tricked into this life,Where daylight is just a parody,Of things beyond the pale,So in the chamber I sit,Where a cold wind no longer chills,And voices from beyond,Warmly welcome me. To all others, I am a hermit within the ruins,Of a fort still resisting,The world cursed against me,Where upon… Continue reading Remains of a Moment
Long Gone
I am hooked on a perfection, That exists solely in the realms of a mind, Whose experience of reality, Is but a curtain call on a forgotten time, Where love was known, Yet never mine to own.
Downpour
On the horizon, Comes a dream of a future, That may wash away the present, where, No matter how bright the day, I remain adamant for the dark; That could softly approach, Or around me manifest, With familiar cold hands, To smother the worries, Of a moment that was once the future, Upon the last… Continue reading Downpour
Pairing
Like new stars amidst the void, We met in a burst of light, From the primordial clouds, Who coloured our destiny by design, So that we may dance, With gravity addicted to the other, But if we are to follow our fate, I must simply be glad to have known you; For I saw… Continue reading Pairing