Dragged down by her own arms and eyes, to the surrounding sheol of the they
Authentic life gets buried in the dirt of averageness, as the world’s prey
She is a being in the world, whose only true life is resoluteness
Especially since she falls into dedistancing, reaching averageness
In the vulgar tomb, psychology and biology cannot give light
Nevertheless, in her grave, she hears the silent call that no soul can recite
(Inspired from reading the philosophy book "Being and Time" by Martin Heidegger)
Categories:
sheol, death, deep, identity, philosophy,
Form: Acrostic
More awake than ever before
In a Universe of Darkness!
The cold grips me to my core,
But without a body, shiverless.
No heavenly bodies or light,
Only layers of blackened fog.
Then a figure appeares to the right,
And moving, disturbs the bog.
I am disturbed! But who am I?
I don't even know my name!
Who put me in this frigid sty?
And why do I feel no pain?
All is silent, no sound is heard,
Though figures move undeterred.
I am frozen, bound somehow,
Why is my movement disallowed?
It is a dream I tell myself,
But, how can I escape it?
I'll cry out to the Lord Himself,
"Please, free my captive spirit!"
"Sir, sir, take your temperature?"
As she taps it on my teeth.
I could not write my signature,
'Cause my memory's still on leave.
Oh my God, the pain is back!
And now I start to shiver.
Because of drugs my senses lack,
But at least some light - a sliver!
And now I knew I did not die.
The staph, it did not kill me.
From the Darkest Pit, He heard my cry,
And chose to give me mercy!
Maybe it was all just a dream,
But, man, it eclipsed those drugs!
And made me stronger than I seem,
In the Inner Man - that's my plug!
Categories:
sheol, faith, fear, god,
Form: Rhyme
Dark Knight-tress
Underneath
This gown I feel nothing
Silk less feelings
The odor of intimate apparel lessens
Vanity fare from any sun
Warrior of beauty
Where have you gone?
A fortress of gloom
Not even death wants in
Black nail tips
Brownish plum lips
I close my eyes
I see them all
The Shadows
Climbing over my soul
The darken deepens
The stars dim my view
Irremovable makeup
Land becomes an enemy
I become
The Dark Knight-tress
Scolding my next victim
~S~
Categories:
sheol, abuse, dark, evil, fantasy,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Lover
Yes the love you evoke
The heart you wove
Spirit you broke
Shadow am I
Go to the Witch of Endor
In Sheol
my soul
yes my love
darkness unfolds
In Sheol
one weepeth dust
wind blows cold
Feeling is lost
struggle to breathe
seas are tossed
Was I dead my lover?
yes I believe so
the shroud my cover
You arose from death
shined love on me
I am resurrected
was blind now I see...
Categories:
sheol, dark, desire, lost, love,
Form: Free verse
Risen from times tomb these colours in her eyes..
An autumnal equinox their love, of which she finds ?
Pan the forest a paragon paradigms; as such splendour.
Categories:
sheol, angel, art, autumn,
Form: I do not know?