Dr. Morbius12

Exposure without encounter.

Yesterday we absorbed;

Yet the forest knows those secrets and keeps them close and never forgets, hidden among moss and stone, and wild roots that spread underground like lightening crawls across a dark sky.

Shall I die for the vanity of kings?

And when shall my tired

lonely feet find the final path

once more alone

That will take me back

where waits a cool dry bed

and the welcome site

I'm trying to wrap my brain around that concept.

Am I seeing the world as I think it is, or am I seeing it as it really is?

the eyes behind the eyes

mine eyes have seen

The territory of the mind

beyond the facade

this is no place for the blind

When people don't tell the truth,

it always ends badly especially

in the darkest night

When the fragments of time

have no effect

it makes me saddest of all

And the things in our closets

can sometimes escape

and wreak havoc

While we can only

sit and watch and wonder

by D. Rebellio

As flames lick the sky

like an impassioned lover,

smoke obscures the day moon

as if it is made of nothing

but the ash of a promise unkept

Cities and streets

are silent and full of ghosts,

forever chained to that

which might have been

And as night falls like

water from the petals

of roses red with the blood

of countless hearts

torn apart by avarice

and greed for power,

The etherealness of life

grows dim with the

setting of a dying sun,

Crimson in its last

dying breath

by D. Rebellio

In the houses of dust

Beneath a starless night

Kings and Princes

Who's lonely dark vigil

Brings no release

And no respite

Their tarnished crowns

And broken jewels

Mean nothing with the

Dying of their lonely light

The righteousness

Of their pitiful cause

Is nothing now and is

Covered in rotting

Mounds of wasted might

Dark ages cover them