Perditions flames before I give the mat….United mind my love will chase thee threw…
Each and every light ray in the universe…Making a mind three into the one creator…
Meek...Kind…patient…avid…good…level…piety….Sailed from thee start to the end of time
Categories:
perditions, baptism, creation, destiny, devotion,
Form: Prose Poetry
Lament on a Hill
Theres a shadow on a hill,
Under an inky black sky
A tear in a curtain,
As the old passes away
Faces etched in pain,
As a fiddler plays a sad refrain.
Lament on a rain soaked hill
Slowly and quietly played
For a dream seemingly dead
On a far forgotten hill.
To bring a dream of freedom
From perditions heavy yoke
Words of salvation and grace
From a voice softly spoke
Salt water from deep blue eyes
With a message for the wise.
Lament on a rain soaked hill
On a fiddle made of ancient oak
By fingers young and nimble
On a far forgotten hill.
Andrew McIntyre .
Categories:
perditions, bereavement, betrayal, bible, destiny,
Form: Ballad
Saying unto her husband, have nothing to do with this just
Man for I suffered many things within a dream because of, Him..
Angels fall without You there ? Wondering what they these children
Thought when love's curtain it's veil rent; the heavens roared her earth
Quaked in trembling their, Spirits, fleeing for shelter crying unto Ancient's fiery
Gaze flames igniting time's, melting mountains ? Standing amid tomorrow's visions
Open arms embracing these barren branches; rushing winds this warmth lightning crashing ?
Cherubs weeping for joy chariots white robes sepulchers tombstones; imploding stars....
Zion, his cupbearer pleads; as her dagger bleeds a vintage creed ? Washing away perditions day.
Categories:
perditions, angel, art, autumn, love,
Form: I do not know?
Snow piercing the night so sleek,
Rapidly pounding my face to obscurity,
Chilling facets that make me meek,
Losing my calmness and security,
Driving and hammering its purity.
Blinding whiteness overpowering physique,
A storm that features pure barbarity,
Securing my still eyes into mystique,
Delivering my motions to lose stability,
I may never again feel any solidarity.
An epic storm unlike any other so bleak,
Shall bare within history a true rarity,
Totally listed inside of nature’s freak,
Total design of Jack Frost’s tyranny,
Legend of this storm will go into posterity.
date written
11-29-2013
Categories:
perditions, nature, night, seasons, snow,
Form: Quintain (English)
Stepping through these shadows wherein somber does so dwell?!
Peering into the pangs of bleak in this its, vectors abode....
Chained, unto sorrows void and cast amid the dungeons of grims
Poisoned paths, to bind these Spirits and all their dreams; shattered
Poured into distant eyes bleeding shards of perditions broken plight
Being carved within wailings walls screaming their buried alive....
Gasping for breath aneath this claimed by the darkened night; Yet
Through the hands of Ancient's knowing wisdom has thus now arrived
A bright light, to loose these shackles borne afore, predestined tides!?
Fire and flames and love and time, to set, the captives free....
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....“Shattering Shadows” ~
Categories:
perditions, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Macabres theatre; sitting in the front row as a vip ~
Welcome says the usher to this the awards show!?
The life of humanity amid perditions soiled sorrows
Its theme, with special guest daemonica....
Drama, suspense, death, tragedy and decay
Tis always the same director; evil act one, scene unknown?!
These mirrored productions in, take and retake and take again
Life after life, day after day, sin after sin; mirage makers
Studios but in the end, who will lose and whom shall win ~
Best supporting actor; make-up artist; picture of the year???
Sitting at the theatre with demons now in every row
Midnights mass....
Joys long awaited hour and soon to commence, its broadcast ~
Take a bow unto this standing ovation; hells celebration!?
Live didn't you know, and welcome to the horror show
Your very own; sitting in the front row as a vip....
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....“At, `The Dance of Death Awards.`” ~
Categories:
perditions, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
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Primordial apparitions of ancient old cast into revolvings place....
Ageless chained amid perditions repineful matrix; cursed to roam
Once jade becomes the voice of truth wherein colours have washed unto their gray!?
Yet not today, as dreamful wanders aneath the nighttides new made moon ~
Renascence, reborn beyond merely a moment in melancholies calling....
To taunt within mockery the shattering glass of contained; cosmic
Folding twixt the colonades aligning now the reasons of detentes requiem
Destination affirmed afore the foundations of lapses times, requisition for the dead?!
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...."Revelation's" *
Categories:
perditions, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
I met a man, forever wishin'
Who could not align of his condition
His head , he knew, was in his mouth
Which certainly hurt his health
He found a friend on the roof
Whose shoe, exactly, fit his tooth,
Together, they found a prognostician
To advise of their conditions
“Lucky, both, I will paint your perditions
Toes in mouths, with arty renditions,
Perhaps, you’ve heard of me,
I’m Dali from Paree”
Categories:
perditions, funny
Form: I do not know?
trumpets blast and seals get broke...angels sound the war alarm
the wicked world gets rudely woke...fire and smoke...breathe and choke
million mile lines of hungry hope
false prophets pimpin...abomination alters arise
nowhere to run nowhere to hide...armageddon sunrise
sharp teeth of truth devouring lies,plunder and loot
mushroom cloud clowns send the signal and make the salute
marching bloody black boots on the brink of demise
nuclear pink in purple skies
nowhere to run nowhere to hide...armageddon sunrise
ashes fall like toxic tears...acid rain leaving sinners seared
savages scorched in five alarm fire streams
vandals of violence turn silence into screams
monsterous meteorites burn fools alive
struggling to survive where terror thrives
nowhere to run nowhere to hide...armageddon sunrise
mass hysteria it's not a hallucination...devistation and damnation to all nations chock full of fools and fiends
once living the dream now dying in the nightmare
wicked ones wealth turns into perditions poverty
fading to black is that counterfiet prize
nowhere to run nowhere to hide...armageddon sunrise
anthony_beesley@yahoo.com
Categories:
perditions, death
Form: Rhyme
Though the most glorious, known as fall.
Winter, the most powerful season of all
Days and nights, full of crisp gentle flakes
Until Old Man winter, grumbles and wakes,
With the easterly wind, creating the blitz,
While sleeping in warmth, hearing no fits,
I awake, looking out, with muddled wits.
Pallid coverage everywhere, with solid bits,
Scaled, in glacial elements, as I begin to leave,
My travels today, pleading for a reprieve.
No acceptance for me, I must trek the route.
Now prepared and readied, adorning the suit,
I set forth steady, against the angry conditions.
Old Man winter has come with frigid perditions
Categories:
perditions, life, natural disasters, nature,
Form: Sonnet