Oblivions Poems - Poems about Oblivions

... It speaks of loss and vermilion It speaks of everything and eternity Shadows reek of dead things n burnt dreams Shadows hide the faces of the world The truth from the light, the madness In h......

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... I sit and watch the twilight In vaulted heaven burns brittle stars I feel the rush of wind It cares the ash of pine I feel the movement of the earth In rivers of darkness flow I feel the ......

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...Crying, screaming, blaming? It's never your fault Irk beneath is flaming And outpouring daunt Close your eyes, hey goddess And let it burn Open them again And behold them burn The a......

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...I can tell you that the edge of oblivion is a comforting place for the wise Oblivious to the wondering eyes of the layman that watch, things are seen just as they are All it takes is a few steps......

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...In shadow's tomb— A dim, aimless flicker... Void's grip, timeless claims all. Fantomsound: life's song is just a cognition in the null. Rain, pain— Stardust, dust, flesh patternless on o......

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...Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that brimstone in these sinister currents, that spin! A black river between two ......

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...In the tone of shadows a sorrow felt thoughts take flight tomorrow is in past sight destructions dark flower bloom into flame marks the hour out of hand for a fraction and a season, o......

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...Angel wait in detonated forms black ragged thorns wrapped around stained cruciforms… Singular saints dark faint forms hide in corners not washed in candlelight as crows sit in irregular ......

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...I always wake up early hours at dawn To continue some works undone These hours help me concentrate In whatever I do or make. It’s hard to do assigned tasks or think Especially after di......

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...Not long ago when the summers seemed warmer and the winters were whiter. When the trees grew crown of leaves bright, a transparent green. Then tossed them to the ground for a little while. In piles o......

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...Which one can muster? now? lines red, blue, black ... in colours oblivions? always same metamorphosis like a shepherd of one sheep who has colours to brush it to consternation if out......

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...It is a tale of love concerning an event of a story once upon a time beholden nature as it is couldn't resist such a mystery the forests, rivers moon and mountains were resonating to consterna......

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...Oranges and oil old smells like burning wires Black cryptic desires An iron hand upon the velvet oranges and oil static noise white hot glows Softly in the night Ominous opulence ob......

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...Shadows darkest upon oblivions within hibernal hiding, Decadent dining pleasures of pandemonium’s presiding... Waiting is Hades Lord of delivering diabolic deception, Enslaved souls ar......

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...Before my breath touches the morning air, My thoughts in taciturnity upon suppression of solitudes… Inhibition initiates interdiction within the hibernal hollow, Where time a frozen fo......

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