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Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Saturday, 24 May 2014

Love In Grey World

Lets fall in love because there's nothing else to do,
I'm broken on the inside and so are you,
Pick up the pieces and try to be whole again,
Together we might achieve what no one can,
Give me your soul and let me join it with mine,
We'll brew a spirit more potent than any known wine,
And drink it little by little, every day,
In goblets deep, under skies grey,
And dance to the music of our own heartbeat,
Till we collapse, tired, with sore feet,
For, in our world, there shall be no dawn,
No Sunshine, no hypocritical Sun-spawn,
Only Clouds shall rule the Sky, dark and grey,
Darkness will prevail, be it night or day,
And in a black tower, we'll have our black thrones,
Side by side, We'll rule our world,
Eliminate the hypocritical human herd,
And lend the essence of our dark spirit to the clouds above,
And fill our goblets when it rains,
And drink and dance all over again,
And collapse one final time when we're at Forever,
And in the dark dirt of our Grey World,
Be buried under the clouds,
Together.

Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Dead Heart

I see your face, my heart skips a beat.

It's hard to explain what's happening to my feet.

You move forward, in for the kill.

I'm frozen, and all is still.

You plunge the knife straight into my chest.

But I feel no pain...

All is lost, I know,

No possibility of any sort of gain.

You're smiling.

I know you want to cut my heart out and eat it.

But I can't help smiling back.

With the controlled anticipation of a conoisseur, you grope for it.

I can see your eyes close and hear your gasp as your fingers find it.

I know what you've been expecting.

Warm, bloody, red and strong.

The expression on your face as you lift it out of the gaping hole in my chest.

Ah... Priceless.

You begin to panic as you finally see what your hands hold.

Not a warm, bloody, red and strong heart but cold hard stone.

Black, yes indeed.

I'm laughing now.

You're disappointed and perplexed.

You see, love, I was dead when you found me.

And dead, I still am.