Disruption of Sorrow (A Poem – in progress)

Farewell to all the eternal joy 
a universe at no time certain as it is 
enamored by all of life’s pleasurable addicted tastes 
death reveals existence for what it truly is, poison…
I will never escape, this is reality… 
Wealth cannot bribe; providing happiness 
as endless treasures cannot cure a cursed mind 
all things are made to end and eventually fade 
a scourge without any warning brings a conclusion 
I will never escape, this is a reality… 
Splendor can be a exotic perennial floweret 
the perfect illusion of what may last an eternity 
a blossom who’s scent and beauty tempt every desire 
but eventually succumbing, fatally ravaged by yet another season 
I will never escape, this is a reality… 
The executioner holds open the gate 
I can finally savor death’s virulence 
treading down unto the stairway to my own grave 
a lavish painted mounted sky wane’s once and for all 
I will never escape, this is a reality… 
@Touching Madness

Past Misfortune (A Poem)

*UGH  – Re-write & maybe another re-write coming…my apologies…

I allow myself to precipitate my own sorrow 
I provide the shovel to dig my own grave 
I paint and depict a treacherous sea 
while brushing every deadly final swallowing swell 

I am the foretelling shadow of their young future 
I am the murkiness that they have not identified 
I am the nefarious hidden figure who shall steal their delectation 
to always obscure two told innocent victims of any life 
Two souls stripped of any perception of normality 
two souls deprived of all aspirations and effulgence 
two souls plundered without any choice of their own
Cursed by a sire; handing adversity instead of probability 
She and he were always dreamers, but forced to submit 
she and he were always misconceived and rattled, always unsettled 
she and he were always so strong and fought, until they just broke down 
life’s allowances no more, realization has made its transformation 
A gift! Souls that have been awakened forever… 
@Touching Madness 

Set Her Free (A Poem)

Harbingers of hope have abandoned me 
all ability to dream eroded by falling tears 
forever illustrating potential surrendering 
a mirror reflects a destitute lifeless soul 
Behold a cursed entity, glance without deviation into my eyes 
all that I was, is no longer what I will become 
forsaken by an assumption of attainable nirvana 
deathly bewailing is all that remains 
The incontrovertible lucent light begins to fade 
a heart commences to hastily cease, ablaze no more 
too wounded to navigate a passage never walked alone 
destined to be haunted by my failure and hope for her serenity 
A sacrifice must be made so the damning may come to an end 
bring forth all the noxious perdition as my only honorable deed 
release an angel from a formidable grasp, to inescapably see 
existence too long, forbidding, it is time for her to be free 
@Touching Madness 

Inevitability (A Poem)

Plummeting from a compassionate pedestal once placed upon 
forever haunted by a fragmented clock displaying an inevitable fate 
castles in the air devoured by time and miscommunication 
Predicted by a prophet, but imploded by fools to blind to see 
brilliant but adamant and too cautious because of past pain 
touching ecstasy, but about to walk blinded right back into the darkness 
A tragedy can never be a whirlwind until the damage is permanent 
Embrace the catastrophe that lies before you, witness your ultimate demise 
Visualize if you will, if the sands of hourglass could be turned upside down 
In the eleventh hour, unfeigned happiness can just slip away without sound 
turbulence controls situations that reach beyond anyone’s control 
misfortune can conclude circumstance but in the end our hearts decide destiny 
@Touching Madness

The Fear is Finally Leaving (A Poem)

No longer conscious of all the pain 
tears personify all the endless agony  
as they spatter onto the ground all around me 
hope has shifted, I am no longer brave enough 
All that once shimmered so bright and lite my path 
has painstakingly turned everything I foresee to utter blackness 
a turning point where no life-line is discernable  
no more crying out – these deteriorated wings have simply given out 
My heart? 
My eyes? 
streaming bloody lament 
All the light has now gone out and I see only darkness 
pleasure and elation has vanished leaving only sorrow and dread 
slowly evaporating to a nothingness that will climatically consume 
toppled to my knees with no awareness that gravity has finally taken hold 
@Touching Madness

Sheltered Adulation (A Poem)

Crepuscular light projects gently across a field of stargazers 
the nights sky softly leaves impressions of pure unremitting hope 
Perfectly translucid water resounds in utter silence 
this waterfall cascades beautifully right before me 
A solitary rose materializes in a twinkling 
embodying only dreams of promise and belief 
A sense of perfection radiates from her very core 
brought here for a purpose, to restore what could not be 
Pulling from eternal gardens she has enabled strength 
to allow an empty soul to believe in a heart again 
@Touching Madness