Friday, June 5, 2020

Unless 04.06.2020

Don't dare, don't get close to the truth
Don't try to touch it or else collapse,
And take the curse to your vein otherwise
You messed with magic, try again brute
Treat it like the mundane you grew in too,
For that's a trap the blind fall into.

Don't dare bring the matter in question
Don't eye the blinding sun looking for insertion
For what lurks in the unseen burns harsher
Than the surface of the stars, as you watch her
Stand still on the cliff waking the oceans
To crush worlds into oblivion and renew notions
Of wholeness in doom. Don't look, don't speak
Unless it's salvation you dyingly seek.

Eclipse 04.06.2020

It is not randomly that June drew it to infinite,
Not coincidence that brought it further to meet
Matter and energy in a glimpse of eternity
Soul captured in a handful of dust and clarity
Painted for the eyes to see the raw reality.

But now it turned to the ghost in the shell
Enable auto-pilot and play the game well
Moving the limbs stretched according to
The music of the strings colored in blue
Shades of gloom, that break the sky
Along with the mind that crashes, why
You? To bring life forth in this hell
Perpetual torture that binds existence in a well,
Vortex of scenes, mental wars spinning
Atoms of grief. But still breathe, being!
Toxic air till the scythe fills the gap
With a final blow and accept the long sought collapse
Into nirvana where nothing dwells,
No pain, no joy to sound once more the cruel bells
Of actuality, don't run away from the gravity
That caught unguarded that chest cavity,
That hole never complete, until June gifted
You the chance to see the truth and lifted
On high planes your calm, bliss, and existence.