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Crack Of Doom

Kissed pink clouds,
a carved-out horzion.
Burning suffering engraved,
when love was not alive anymore.
A sun that will never rise again
to save my black soul from wind of change.

They'd say innocence shattered.
Blood will still run pure in your children.
No matter how much I'm inflicted,
noone can show them until they arrived at adulthood.

Into a delirium's heart set me.
Unto life that is from the celestial.
Merge the two bodies into one.
Bones were worn and tired, this weak flesh...
how could I plead for you to take away my sin?
My fear of you can crush me like a bug.

Your soul has been taken, like a owl watching... 
mind twisted...a bitterness an ally...
...content and just in my lonliness.
Watching all hours of the night
waiting for her voice to call me
to my home so close but forgotten.
Leave my form and take on a new one.

Day-dreaming your life into the mist....
your wish...being lost was vagabond's hope.
Never could deny wolves tears...fade into sleepless agony.
Your agony, those skipping stones across water...
that plagues your dream.
Day wished away...
into alternate future.
Relationship and romances unfullfilled what imagine can be so real.
live inside my faded decision that haunts daily,
only to proceed inside the mundane
few moments that cannot be seen but is felt dearly.

Release your fear
inside the burning darkness
(to be swallowed up)
Your sinister smile,
lack of trust,
emotion burnt and charded,
fire ready to release.
Your eyes are filled with anger.

Escape from my pain,
give me your love and fill me with your flame.

Trace inside and fill me with your ness,
remove everything I am,
make me more then mortal flesh,
like to be inside your skin,
benightment.

Away from my creed,
freedom in your love.
Make my soul respond.
That deep sorrowful sigh,
engulf it in flames passion.

Remorse for all I've hurt,
trapped in my enclosed space.
The world will never remember my name. Better that way...
and I shead not even a tear.
One grandeur...hope in a one single day.
Only those that say they believe,
can find themeselves at odds,
with the casted hell that is in all of us.
Set me along my path and the crack of doom witness.
Without any reason to lie anymore, I weep.

Ideas wish to pen vanish, in time, never heard.
Alone, how could you love me
if you see the pain in my heart so violent and rageful.
How will you love me when my company of repressed emotions
rises like a volcano?
My dreamworld reflected indifference,no one might come...I'll just accept this.
The time that occupies at my funeral they will speak of my marvelous life.
That they never cared to mention was so fruitful,
those yesteryears etched in bliss,
days so drawn lay flat by my casket.

...My hope was to find someone as dark as I. Black sheeps asking to be wolves.

Alone in kinship. Together like passion that cannot be tempered. My gothic

queen her dark light to kindle life again.

My request...may I find love? Heavely reign may that be one last thing before you send me to the flames of the end. A heaven, a matrimony, must be her alone.

Author notes

ap name: r e f l e c t i o n s h a d o w

names of songs within the poem:
Her Alone Amorphis
The Flames Of The End At The Gates

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