9,99 €
A darkened nights eye is a collection of dark romantic, fantasy and Gothic horror poetry.
This well written collection to fuel your imagination and soothe your soul with its beautifully descriptive and emotional writings. Explores the darker side of humanity of social bureaucracy “we are but rats on a ship, ants on an ice cream cone”
and how confusing dreams with reality can turn into madness.
It tells of how we all are plagued by inner demons and the eternal struggle between light and darkness, how sometimes it can be easy to dabble in the dark.
Das E-Book können Sie in Legimi-Apps oder einer beliebigen App lesen, die das folgende Format unterstützen:
Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Set fire to the rain
Bring death with sunrise
And ashes with the silvery
morning
Caress my heart
Upon your cheek
Let our eyes meet
And time stand still
For a single moment
I am yours
Let us ponder songs of romantic notions
While we watch the sunset
into the clouds and horizon
For us it is like watching the sun set
for the very first time
We hold each other close
For a moment
Getting Lost in each other’s eyes
dancing under the leaves of a cherry tree
I see beauty in all things
in a blade of grass In the branches of trees
In autumn leaves scattered across the pavement I see beauty in nature in the everyday It draws me in
The intricate yet deliberate details of nature simple yet complex A fragile puzzle enticing me with its many unique textures and colours A mystery I will never solve and cannot escape It's haunting beauty in all its forms I use as my inspiration I am at one with nature My soul is a part of it now I am the autumn leaves blowing in the wind
Fuel me with your hateful slumber
Tie a ribbon round my neck Take me from the awful silence Am I awake or nearly dead Kiss the cook while you are Sleeping He comes quietly While she's still dreaming Screaming silent Muffled screams But In her dreams she bleeds
Blood red Crimson
In shallow graves, we wade Through open waters And bladed grass Bottomless ocean beds below Discoloured from waste, Leave an air of murky Crimson We make ourselves home amongst its black sediment
The proverbial tongue lays waste
to the ages that sleep While peasants stage their fate In silent storms we creep Into ice cold winds Bringing pennies to many Silver Horned Gods Leaving the earth for the fated
And so it would seem we rest our hands Bound by materialistic standards and pray away any wicked temptation "Praise we are saved" Until the blind man speaks At deaths door
And sees through Ravens eye Seeing the cause of His own demise Until he speaks no more For all who hear him hear only lies
In the darkness
I listen
to the Silence
it beckons me calling out through vast white noise
an aching longing to hear your sweet sound to call out with no answer Is an eternity with no time
nor reason
Tempers wearing thin
Still abrasive You hide beneath your skin With serpents tongue You spit poison into half-closed eyes Feeble minds Make minds of madness Unwind With their self-righteous
Sense of self
Disregarding their own demise