Burnt Roses

by Bare My Paradox   Jul 12, 2008


Lost in the embers of a forgotten era
Poignant smiles reduced to cinders
Aura of life sensed in glimpses
Curtsey to hosts of phantom listeners

Turbid gales danced by my ears
Whispering secrets now dead
The wraithlike susurruses haunted peace
Though more haunting were the tales they bled

Stale; chilly, the feel; almost made me numb
The call of distant beings, their prescence not unknown
Their voices enchanted my breath
A smirk; a dreary laugh; unseen,unshown.

Moonlight sighed in icy rays;
Glum the wave of time
Bleak,the old walls gazed into my heart
They sensed the guilt I hide

A pang of lonely moments passed
A few hundred yet at wait
Alas! how, for brio my soul gasped
While the saturnine packed me with depise and hate

Glacial squalls from yonder lands
Embrace my torpid skin
Numbness has conquered me so
That life and death are akin

A curtain raiser of macabre
Aroused lurid hieroglyphics to sight
Valediction from life; though least wanted
Was most expected on such a night

Grey december skies still in twilight
Stars trembling with dismay
I lay in eerie stillness,
As my last breath danced away

Atlast! Liberty, from that eternal somber
Now buoyant, floating with the typhoon
A land so distinguished, wilted and yonder
With burnt roses and black lagoons

I was told this is neither heaven nor hell
Because I deserve none
I were not that evil, neither that well
To have found a place in one

As fragments of dullness and fragments of life
Bounced low and bounced high
I got blessed with a pair of dark wings
Which though enhanced my apperance, did not fly

Here I spent most of my day,
Though its about where I spend my night
I join in dreary laughter, and sarcastic smiles
With the phantoms who witnessed as I died.

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