My friend My Light

I looked upon the dying river

A king I am crowned by the light

Gazing to the wonder that battles my whisper

So tall it stands, challenging my might

 

The past was certain, the past was dark

The now is frail unable to fight

The strength of a candle with powerful sparks

Stabbing my night with swords of light

Morse Code

Nights of darkness
The warmth of blood stolen
No memories to harness
Only void, words unspoken
What Is, what could have been
The immaculate beauty
Of a well hidden sin
All gone now
Nothing left of the forest
Subduction and bows
To a brutal desert
Nothing to feel
So dry once a river
The gold of the sun
In the shadow of shivers
a heart in the gloom
A dying horizon
And a love surreal

Vision

Lights that have passed
Like ghosts through me
Sawing on the path
Of my life wicked smiles

Days that were cast
In the river of memories
No longer my grasp
Defeats the course of time

Might is gone
Like the whisper of shadows
Now I’m alone
Forsaken in the borrows
Waiting in despair
For my buss to come

Destiny

Here does she come
Steps with no sounds
No more time to run
Spare beating the ground

Destiny has come at last
No more future only past
Memories haunting the wild
The innocent heart of a child

The ice is no more
Cold on the shore
The feel is lost
Dead are the fingers
No life will sore
Out of this door
The bed that host
The body that lingers

Is only the witness
Of what is not there anymore

Clouds Of Winter

Now behold
The dark clouds of winter
Long foretold
The fury will be
Shaking the soul
Of suffering creatures
Make unfold
The feather of trees

Failing to hold
The warm blows of summer
Suffering the cold
In the forest of seas
The fracture is bold
Gone the wings of laughter
The time of gold
Memories that flee

Now behold
The dark clouds of winter
Here comes the cold
You shall suffer without me

Away From Memories

Long is the way
I have crossed
From my memories
Far are the days
That are lost
In the sea

Now that I may
Bear the fruits
Of my tragedy
No possible remedy
Heals the world
That I’ve seen

Deep are the wounds
Wide is the hollow
No more bright lights
For me to follow

The music has stopped
Only the silence
Keep me tight locked
In the Dark without guidance

Long is the way
I have crossed
From my memories
Why count the days
When that long
Takes the tragedy