Gluttopolitik

Walking barefooted at streets under the scorching sun.
with malaise at grip, lying at their burdened feet..
eyes borrowed from a fly, looking black and tanned..
an imminent journey at Limbo, as Death leaves to greet..

such pathetic images and silent cries..
forgotten by their name, be it gentle or proud..
mirrors from this fecund nature, a foundation of sinister ties..
unbreakable, inevitable.. the words suited for such crowd..

Who am I to blame?.. for such a plague in trail..
corrupted, eaten from within, even of dignity and will..
bereft of mind and rights.. mislaid to fail..
such swollen endeavors, poised to cripple and kill..

the balance signals disturbance.. gluttony is the word..
such horrible beasts.. lying, lathered in excrement..
the wheels are spinning, ignorant to hear the preach of the word..
bound for endless torment.. they, whose voice are incoherent.

for we are entrailed to a life in seasons of sin..
ignite the spark, hide those tears.. hear the reasons of the kin.

Hands of an Angel

Let my sanity be brought ahead through winds of time...

when no one cared, for us to spare this precious crime.

a feeling of harmony, peaceful mind that flies
when I'm with you.. such minute stars at hands

as if my hands were held by an angel

a leap of euphoria.. in sweet and highest level..

let no one break this spell or cast it astray..

for my life.. in your feverish embraces..

will surely left a trail..

The comfort in a prayer

Say a prayer,for such weaknesses are in need of guidance

dependent on everything..

easily trapped in such a hindrance..

Say a prayer,for us, is the manifestation of the Divine..

such feeble faith lines upon our lives

breeders of doubt within our hearts..

Say a prayer,for the minute spark to become an inextinguishable flame..

keeping the sacred words alive..

despite all blasphemies and lies..

Say a prayer,learn to accept the defeat of Sin,

believe and stand firm on faith..

for Wisdom, like a worried shepherd follows through..

Say a prayer,for God is merciful and kind.

even though our hearts are defiled..

forgiveness, salvation like a token is always at our hands..

Say a prayer,learn to channel all the faith in Him..

for such truthful, willful actions..

prayers are heard aloud, like trumpets at the cloisters of eternity.

Say a prayer,ask for guidance and comfort to sustain you..

for life, is really a treacherous walk ,

an endless surge of solitude and work.

Say a prayer,for the gates are always opened for the faithful.

though the hands of Death carries dread and screaming silence

a prayer spoken.. can brought sweet, blissful lullabies..

a faithful soul cherishes the most.

Famine of Justice

Fill the cup of selfish will until it is full
such hollow warmth it brings, setting sun at east
the opposing forces met, such chaos they surely fret
regret was not an option, but a token for those at woe
stepping forward as they proceed.. with determination,
the permission they have is to win..
for what intentions? for what will to be bowed?
mobilized by the coldness of the heart,
and the numbness of their minds..

unsure of the outcome, yet they do commence blindfolded..
for death of others at their hands, the others holding was life..
angels of reasons, blind of evil nor good..
all things must pass.. such beggining of sorrows at hand..
the hammock of stained civilization, the minds of bloodless skinfold
met in a clash, favored only by selfish and ignorant reasons
like a tree planted at the rocks, and one in a sustainable land
for the rule of war was one.. only the other shall come undone..

the will of the other is life, and the other was for God
you cannot save this life, in exchange for another
drank the poisoned wine for you to meet orcus..
the gates of Dis, the fates were surely trembled..
such damnation you surely brought..
massive rivers of souls will surely be thrown
only to blame the author.. the arson of his own soul..

such things must come to an end..
debates, selfishness, vices and ill-intentions are weapons..
charmed tongues, devil incarnated spirits as prophets
this fall of reason, the drought of freewill..
the famine of the saint spirit.

Moonlight Embrace

Here where solitude embraces..
and wild winds passing through,
touching familiar faces..
casting remnants from the past...

Here nature tells her favorite story,
the sound of liberty..
whispers of mute witnesses..
and the shining rays of the proud moonlight..

now silence stabs deeply,
the arms of darkness will embrace so soon..
wrapping them with chilling embraces,
offering visions, speaking in other worlds mirror..
sending her lovers to slumber,
while singing lullabies in chora..
such glorious sonata...

Void Conspiracy

Hide away the exhaustion of mind and flesh
for the spirit is strong, its will cannot come undone
mind is a labyrinth, the body is a conspiracy
such genocidal attempts,
spill blood as the fire ignites..

trees are made of life and of demise
above it bear fruits of comfort and cries
the leaves trail the face of strife
its branches entwined, resembling its life.

till the soil for it nourishes the void
such pleasures entangling the minds in coil
much has been said, much damage was done
the war has already started, and never begone

great art conceives great suffering
what comfort and shelter you hand at us?
lifting your feet, lying at the feathers of crime
such abandonment and betrayal you have made
that even blood cannot wash the dishonor you have take.

smiles, even fake or true reflects the soul..
such chilling fervor, deceive the mind in the weakest kind
our nature epitomizes the fall..
such crescent leaves and granted calls.

Redemption

Walking in the shadows again as my sweet remedy..
looking at the past, the lamp in my soul.. in the nights dark brevity..
cannot fall to slumber, cannot escape the invisible prison inside
yet consumes me, drains my conscience until I fall soundless
wild winds sings your name in chora,
oh what harmony, such essence you have in your aura.

my will, strenght and compass enfeebled by your presence..
such ardent forces you have! You!, in perfect benevolence
I cannot stand firm in this stance. I drew close in destroying the hindrance..
such an omnipotent force had enslaved me..
a very powerful gale that melts the coldness inside me.

great changes enveloped my soul in confusion..
like singing chora, with the rhythm in worst perfusion..
Im left in the wake of my own destroyed compartment
stepping in its cold doors, looking at it's incomprehensible remains..
Im left abandoned and astray.. looking for to start..
my heart is in tears, limping with bleeding failures inside
I tried to find refuge, and you offered your hand at glance
this Faith in me had saved me.. me heart beats in a famous gesture..

such defeat entrails the fall of reason as its chapter
yet I am beggining to stand, gaining my own temper..
enough with the solitude!, I am climbing my way across other chapters..
disperse all my anger, I will hold my own scepter.

mending the wounds of my past is difficult without your guidance..
for I am easily swayed by the winds of irresistible arrogance
what I am yesterday, what had made me today and toward the pages..
I know I can smile and look at the world again toward through ages
for I have put my trust in You. our merciful judicator..
my perfect mentor.