Moonsong

Whisper to me of your time
That I may understand what i
Could not, cannot know in truth
We are but mortal, vacant
We are so crude

Knowing is but half the war
a fight for such a beauty score
A war of numbers, not in mind
we mark ourselves in painted light
We paint ourselves into the night

Solemnly we bow to them
The entities that cry within
they give us peace when we are
Fire
They are what we are
We are desire

try again to know what moves
What lies within?
The trees we prove
To them we are but lowly dust
The future fuel
we are the trust

Slowly must we back away
in order to let go of day
into the night we fight with slaves
To the slaves within
We are the grave

Under moonlight do we move
Breathless and in truth
you prove
To me and mine that you are
Light
A purity
we cannot lose

sing to me o evergreen
Lend me energy to free
myself and many of the bow
A moonsong i
we need to know

that which I may never know
A trembling time for them to grow
within they suffer helplessly
We must be true
We are born free

Gabriel Michael Rain Veihalis

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Infinite Endings

Where I live is in my mind
A place where I may roam unfelt
To those who seem alone at heart
This place is home
And I am needed

I am cosmic and clear

To all those within
To all those I see there
You may feel free
To leave now as I lay down
As I fly deeper down into this heaven

What does it mean?
What means this start
This place is lacking
My hell needs art
A hanging garden
Or walls of fire
To bring a darkness to the fray

To linger still
While angels play

What I have here
What I have done
Is to wander into time
And change its song
Words of woe
With rhythms true
These things are unending
But what a view

Carry on to endless night

Wonder why there is no sky
Speak to me in tongues of God
And fly with me into her eye

Gabriel Michael Rain Veihalis

Love, and Other Thingies….

Ah Love, let us be true….for once again you have proven your delinquency. What say you to the crimes of heart disease and mass suicide, what say you to the reasoning behind the ruining of sanity and sight? You, dear creature, are not blind….for you see our downfall many times before you strike. And then we fall….into poetry and prose and personification of all our deepest and maddening desires….we fall to sin. Ah Love, let us be Frank….for he is saddened once more by his muse letting him go for a far younger and much less knowledgeable creature, one of chaos and irrational thought. “A plague on both your houses….”, is this what you have become….a threat to my world, this world, our world….crumbles constantly because of your ability to blur the lines between good and less good( a thought for another day perhaps)….ah, Love, let us be dishonest, again.

Bah, love, let us be rid of this befouling concept that we harbour deep within our bodies, our minds, our souls….may be at war in the heavens but down here we vie for control over what….the couch?? Trivial matters found all too frequently with the dying woman….the dying man….they die of….Heart Failure? This is not an attack, this is not some pathetic rant about the after effects of some silly relationship….this is confusion. Ah Love, let us be told of your plans. Lay them bare for us to pick clean so that we may know of our demise….Love, you are a thing of beauty….but you are broken. You are undoubtedly an entity of the ancient world that has come back to haunt us, with your Emerald tears from eyes of Ruby and Jet. Your hair rolling down the side of your face as your smile transports me to that place that I know I can never be….and I never will….be tranquil and without fear….dumbstruck….

Ah, Love, let us be through….for I tire of these words that will in the end mean nothing once you have laid your ever-caring claws upon my weary arms and legs. You take me to a place where I become….(God, this is horrible)….”What is Life but a world full of chaos, mystery and Love.” What breed of moron would ever say such a thing, oh wait, that was me. Love, you are a curse, an evil I have yet to explain in words that will no doubt be inexplicably irritating. Yes, you are evil….but a necessary evil….until we meet again my nemesis….

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