Allure True Love Fate Change WAR Psychotic One Email: sdt@asia-mail.com
When you look in my eyes what do you see?
A lost soul
A broken heart
A man whose lost his way?
When you listen to me what do you hear?
Words of sincerity
Words of hope
An inner being desperate to escape?
When you touch me what do you feel?
A man with warmth
A heart of stone
An ever so slight sense of life?
What am I to you?
What do you see, what do you feel, what do you hear?
What draws you to me?
What is my allure?
Am I Satan in disguise?
Would you sell me your soul?
Am I an angel sent form heaven?
Sent to redeem your sins?
Are my eyes those of a demon?
Is my touch that of an Angel?
When I speak do you hear an essence of God?
Or the crackle of flames and boiling pitch?
What am I to you?
What do you see, what do you feel, what do you hear?
What draws you to me?
What is my allure?
Do you think that in me you will find happiness?
Do you think that in me you will find shelter?
Do you think that I can be what you need?
Or are you trying to partake of the forbidden fruit?
Can you see into the dark recesses of my mind?
Could you bear the evil in my blacked soul?
Can you see the demons in my eyes?
Could you bear them running across your skin?
I think not.
What is my allure?
The Dream
A grey haze falls, then turns to black as I drift away to sleep;
Away I'm swept to a world of dreams as dark as one could know.
Strange things they happen in my dreams, for reasons still unknown;
Things that within our waking hours would scare us all to death.
Black wraiths appear within my mind to torture and to threat;
They set upon me, beat and scald me until I'm on deaths door.
Then away they take me to the ancient shores of the river Styx.
Souls they wail as they tell their tale of all their suffering and great pain;
As I await for the great Charon to take me across the boundless Styx.
Once in Hyades, the land of death, no longer mortal will I be;
My mortal mind, my mortal body must submit unto my soul.
Set we sail across the Styx with great Charon at the helm;
As tortured souls wail and moan and tell of their misfortune.
As we glide across the waters black, I think about my life;
The things I've done, the things I've missed and the things I've just never done.
I sit and wonder then I pounder what brought on this death.
What in life did I do so wrong that I deserve this horrible fate?
Then I see, my heart it breaks as I realize my faults.
Darkness engulfs me and sorrow it hurts me as it rips away at my heart;
My soul, it falters as my spirit crumbles and I know I am nearing my mortal death.
My life it is gone, my faults they live on and I will suffer for them down in this land;
I know now, more certain, this is life's final curtain, my judgement is now at hand.
On the bank I see my fate shrouded in the mist;
The Lord of Death, the King of Hyades, Great Pluto on his throne.
So frightful he looks in his robes made of black, he beckons me to come;
I lower my head and close my eyes and fight down my fear as I go.
His eyes they study me carefully, hard as stone they are;
Then he grins a wicked grin and rasps a horrible laugh.
"Your time has come my little one, your soul is mine to take;
"Come to me, surrender your soul to the torture that awaits."
Great pain I can feel, a burning deep inside, as my soul is ripped from its mortal cage;
My body I feel, for the last time I'm sure, as it slowly and painfully rots away.
My soul it is free from the mortality to which for so long its been bound.
But still not free to roam where it will;
It is committed from now until forever to suffer this eternal hell.
Then I awake as the haze slips slowly from the darkness deep in my mind;
To the land of death I had been, all to real it had seemed, the image still engraved in my mind.
A dream it was......I think it was......or was it fates prediction?
Love is a word too commonly used this day in age;
It's used like a toy on life's desolate stage.
This word can be cruel and often unfair;
It will confuse you so much that you pull out your hair.
In a moment it can lift you up, and in another drop you flat.
It dumbfounds you so much that you forget where you're at.
But true love,.......... Now that's something to treasure;
For someone who has it will guard it to the extreme measure.
If you have it or have had it you know what I mean;
It's something that's pure, and something that's clean;
Most of all, It's something to cling to in you're hour of need.
And the worst part is that you can't learn or prepare for it no matter what you read.
If you have it, I tell you, guard it closely;
For you can loose it in the blink of an eye;
And if you loose it you'll spend you're life and even die;
Trying to get back your one true love.
Alone I sit atop this hill, the world stretched out beneath me,
The bright blue sky, the dull grass and the life that awaits me.
But in the distance a tinge of grey, a storm about to brew,
Now uncertainty surrounds me and fear or is it fate that tightens its grip around my soul
Many paths pan out beneath me paths to lives unknown,
Some are rough with rocks and grass, Some are smooth and worn,
Some go straight to destinations known others are shrouded in mist.
Alone I sit atop this hill and ponder which path that I should take,
My heart, my soul, my mind, my ideals...which one should I choose?
Do I take the path that's been traversed a thousand times before,
Or Do I make my own path through a jungle still unknown?
Should I lead a life of ease, of great simplicity fun and filth,
Or should I stumble, trip and fall and learn from my mistakes?
Alone I sit atop this hill the pressure of life bearing down,
I slowly prepare for the journey ahead down the path that nothing but fate could have found.
Flowers will live then they will die;
Stars will burn bright then dim in the endless night sky.
Things will change, Life will go on;
Everything around us has been changing since the very first dawn.
Why then do we grieve when in our life there is change?
Why are we sorrowful, or enveloped in rage?
Such is the course of life, it's how things must be;
I could try to plan my life ahead, but God would not let me.
If there was no change there would be no fun in life;
It gives us mystery, excitement, adventure, and strife.
We cannot expect ourselves nor the people and places around us to stay the same;
No, that would not fit into God's little game;
The game you ask, It's easy you see;
We're all born from our mothers like a tree from a seed.
As we grow we must change our looks, age, and the way we think;
Every thing changes like yellow to orange to red and then to pink.
To win is easy, all you must do is live, grow, prosper, and most of all change;
But remember what things were like and that things will never again be the same;
For it is death to the man who refuses to change.
Bombs, Destruction;
Death, Reduction;
Of the Human race.
Men are Dying;
Women are crying;
As Their Son's March To Their Graves.
Governments Feuding;
Leaders Eluding;
The Death And Disgrace Of It All.
Blood and Carnage;
Scenes that harness;
Our greatest terrors and fears.
War is hell, or so they do say;
We march under the banners of death every day.
Leaders manipulate and lie when ever they will;
Through power and greed they send us to kill.
Brother versus Brother;
We kill one another;
At an alarming rate.
We slaughter and Kill;
Butcher and feel;
That our glorious cause is a worthy one.
Try As We Might;
We Fight And We Fight;
but do not gain a thing at all.
Peace and Love;
It's sign is a dove;
But we shot it out of the sky.
One of these days;
Our loss we will pay;
When from our war and destruction we all do succumb.
No. 2
If I could write I'd write a poem for you;
A poem of laughter, joy and truth;
I'd fill the words with tales of your beauty and grace;
Hoping that not one word of my love goes to waste;
If I could do anything at all I'd do it for you.
If I could sing I'd sing a song for you;
A song of love never ending;
A song of love that's true;
And I would gladly sing it for all to hear;
Hoping that some day it would fall on your ears;
If I could do anything at all I'd do it for you.
Oh baby don't you see;
You mean the world to me;
Anything I could do I'd do it for you.
Baby can't you feel;
That my love is oh so real;
Anything I could do I'd do it for you.
Why did I fall in love with you;
Why is my love forever true;
It seems I've to quickly given my heart away;
Just don't break it some day.
If I could give I'd give my heart to you;
I'd give you my life, my all, to prove my love is true;
I know in my heart that my love will never die;
That's why I'd give you my heart, 'cause my heart never lies.
Blood;
Splattered across the wall, on the mirror before me;
Flows like a fountain from the body at my feet, covering the floor in its
crimson red;
Stains my clothes, my body, drips from the knife in my hand.
Reflection;
In the mirror, through the blood, I can see my face, an evil contortion;
Of a man, demonic, covered in liquid satin, red from head to foot,
splotched;
In my mind, dark thoughts, hatred, satisfaction in this vile deed;
Done to satisfy a desire.
Dead;
The body that lies before me, limp and lifeless;
Is my soul forever, damned, never to receive salvation;
For the things she did, not her, her kind, destroyed my emotions;
Forever, never live and breath again;
In darkness.
Desire;
For the warmth of her skin, her soft embrace, now so cold;
Her body, in a heap, the warmth flowing across the floor, spurting, piping;
Screams at the top of her lungs, for help, help never to come, only quiet;
Silence, stillness in the joy of the joy of the kill.
Rage;
Striking out in anger against all that feels threatening, killing it;
Slashing and cutting away at life, my life, a type of revenge, making them
suffer, me;
And the confusion that blankets my mind;
Going mad.
Fear;
In her eyes, locked on her face, never to go away, frozen;
For eternity in the darkness, the possibility of hell, burning, seared
flesh;
And pain, this is where she should be, suffering and burning inside;
In the soul, about to explode.
Darkness;
Enveloping me, quickly, I cannot return, why, why me;
Surrounding her, covering her, trying to pull me down;
With no control, the blade, sharp steel, sliding across my velvet pink, in
a burst of crimson;
Now Descending.
Blood;
Splattered across the wall, on the mirror before me;
Flows like a fountain from my body to my feet, covering the floor in its
crimson red;
Stains my clothes, my body, drips from the knife in my hand.
Slipping;
To the bowels of hell, into oblivion;
Her! She did it.... her fault, her kind, not me!
Yet me still, why, in darkness;
Am I falling?...... Falling, drifting away;
Into eternal slumber
Into : What greater thing is there for
two human souls than to feel that they
are joined together to strengthen each
other in all labour, to minister to
each other in all sorrow, to share with
each other in all gladness, to be one
with each other in the silent unspoken
memories? -- George Elliot
as we explore each others body in intimacy.
The emollient touch of your skin against mine,
Our souls joined by an ethereal strand of love.
Feelings, emotions, a rush no drug could induce,
Just the clean pure desire and need to be joined
with another being in total ecstasy.
A feeling found only when I'm in your arms.
Without you I feel naked,
Unclothed against the elements of this introverted world,
Overwhelmed by its hate, greed and lust.
Away from you a part of me is missing.
Away from you I could never be whole.
But in your arms I find my strength, my clothing,
my armor, you are my protection against this cruel world.
In you I am made whole.
Your soft caressing touch upon my skin,
Your moist kiss upon my body,
Words of love carried on warm breath to my ever waiting ear.
Love delivered through the movements of mortal flesh,
Felt by immortal souls.
Now we are whole, one being, one soul,
One spirit, locked together for eternity,
If only in the space of a minute.
Mother
Blue water, green grass, the smell of flowers in the air,
Birds chirping as the swoop low to touch their wing tips in crystal water.
A lone doe wonders quietly out of the trees to drink.
Lilly’s sway, as if dancing to some unheard tune, as the wind slowly blows by.
Nature, in all its beauty surrounds me as I, like a hungry child take it all in.
All the leaves gently rustling, talking, welcoming me home.
Oh how peaceful it is to be alone in the arms of my mother, true mother
To take refuge in her arms and feel her breath in my hair, her warm gaze on my skin, the smell of her intoxicating.
She holds me softly, welcoming me, reminding me of the beauty of life, allowing me to rest.
She puts me at peace, worries slip away, Consciousness fades.
The world of today, all of its problems, its foul pollution of a million types and colors, It just gets to you.
No time to stop and take it the beauty of it all, of life.
Swallowed by the hustle and bustle, not seeing the world turn, not feeling the days slip by, out of reach of us all.
We all die, slowly, never realizing that the eternal one, the Mother of us all is suffering in our wake.
She dies from our greed, our lust, our desire to make life better for ourselves
Damn our self self-centeredness!!!!
We are nothing but a rabid pack of wolves, destroying and killing gleefully.
We shall all burn in hell for our sins, Mother her self will see to it.
In her belly we will rot, we will pay, we are damned! Damn us all!
I slowly awake, in the comforting arms, as she brushes my hair from my face, reassuring me, smiling down on me.
Her beauty surrounding me, her creatures watching with hate, knowing me and my kind, fearing me, yet to gently and loving to want me destroyed.
So much unlike us are they, and her.
I realize and feel her caring and forgiving nature, I realize her pain and suffering;
Never to end, only to increase until we slowly drag her down with us to our graves.
Feed
Darkness sets, ahhh peace at last
Beings of Darkness reign again;
Evil awakens from it's unwanted slumber
The thirst for blood begins.
Psycotic eyes gleam in the darkness
Twitching hands reach out for it's prey;
A scream, a slash, the smell of blood
One more useless soul put away.
The Darkness brings life, one of a differnet kind
A life that thrives on mortal death;
A life which to be sustained must constantly feed
On a simple meal of terror, fear and innocent blood shed.
One by one they drop off like flies
But the desire is never fulfilled;
And then once more the Demons must sleep
Till in darkness they can all hunt again
Hi, I am Death, Nice to meet you
I am darkness, blackness, I am Death;
Get use to my presence, I'll be around for a while.
I take what I want, who I want, and whenever I want;
No second thoughts or conscience to haunt me.
You may think I'm sick, demented and evil but I don't really care;
Your life doesn't mean a thing to me.
I could wipe you out, take you out, snuff you out of existence
and there isn't a soul that could stop me.
I take my victims whenever I like,
They may be asleep, they may be awake,
They may be begging for their lives!
Sometimes I laugh at how easy it is to kill whom ever I choose;
Just like a butcher at a cattle auction.....
A wave of my hand......Your dead!
You cannot stop me, not even prolong me;
Your soul is mine for the taking.
I've been around since the beginning of time;
Seen all there is to see.
I've met all people famous, and all people small;
HA! Everyone's soul belongs to me.
Their aint no escaping the fate that's awaiting
When I point my finger at you.
Come, you will, torture you'll feel;
Your eternal soul is MINE!!!!
I could be any where, you never know;
I may be lurking behind your door.
I could be that water your about to drink;
Or that morsel you want to eat.
I could be that shadow lurking in the alleyway
you pass on your daily stroll.
But don't worry about it,
Don't fret yourself;
And don't bother looking for me.
But when the time is come,
and when I choose,
Trust me, I'll find you.
To Die?
"To be or not to be? That is the question.
Weather tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
or to take arms against a sea of trouble
and by opposing end them. To die."
---- Hamlet by William Shakespeare
Darkness surrounds me
as I walk along these streets with no names.
Confusion sets in.
Life, a jumbled mass of unknown
teasing and taunting me, unrelenting.
Fear comes alive.
Faces, but no recognition, just a blur,
unknown, unfriendly, swirling about me.
Spiraling down, feeling faint.
Life,
its cruel games played on the innocent souls of mortals,
for the enjoyment of the immortal;
Death.
But Death being the only escape, to a realm unknown,
the play ground of life;
Or rather its dungeon.
But which is better?
The question old.
To stay where we have an inkling
as to what might happen;
Or to travel to the beyond
and experience the unknown.
Which is it to be?
For once the decision is made
there is no turning back;
For death is the ultimate finally to life.
What lies beyond this frail
mortal shell of ours
in the great darkness of the unknown?
What tricks are there on the side of death
that life hasn't pulled?
Why is it so alluring,
we all know there isn't a pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow,
everything has a catch.
Fear rips at my heart, like a double edged knife,
laughing. Going down.
Slipping in to the abyss, being pulled down,
hands at my ankles; Grabbing, yanking.
Certainty now, decision made, demons put to sleep.
Blackness.
I Love You
A soothing touch on a hard day,
A concerned voice when I am stressed.
A comforting hug when I am at the end of my rope,
A forgiving smile when I mess up.
Someone to talk to when I am all alone,
Someone who understands when I don't make sense.
Someone who laughs at my stupid jokes,
Someone who cares when I am feeling ill.
All these things I have found in you,
The one true person I could ever love.
You are like a gift, one from God,
Something too good to be true, yet here you are.
I wish I could tell you just how I feel,
Describe the way you have changed my life.
You have brought a ray of light into my dark world,
A world that till you was thoughts of death.
Since you've been gone I long for you like no other person could,
Your smile, laugh, our conversations, even the way you hold my hand.
Everything about you is perfect and precious to me, I adore you beyond all comprehension.
I long for the day, one day soon when once again I can hear you voice and feel your soft touch,
The day we will be reunited as 'ONE'.
An oath this day I make to you, my heart is yours to take,
I will love you like no other could, please you like no other can.
I hope to be my best for you, to give you all you need,
I want to spend my life with you, to be 'ONE' with you forever.
I know I may not be worthy of the things I ask of you,
And know my short comings are many.
I know that I will mess up, God knows I make mistakes,
But please accept me as I am, with what little that I have,
For I know I may not look like much but my heart knows no bounds.
One last time I'll stop and say the three words that can't possibly explain just how I feel,
But since they are the only ones that exist remember always and forever...... "I Love You".
Soon
The sun rises and sets,
the days and seasons change.
We grow and mature yet in my heart I feel the same.
My feelings for you forever sure,
Never faltering from the road I have chosen.
My choice made, never to be changed.
I love you like no other could,
My heart is in your hands now and forever.
To be handled as you wish,
To be treated as you will it, it is yours.
I give my all to you, I want to be forever with you.
No darkness, only light,
shall guide us and keep us together.
Never letting little storms get in our way.
Till eternity we can last if we give it a chance.
How can I prove it to you,
How I feel?
The only three words invented don't even begin to describe..
My heart, my soul, my all.
I love you with every part of me,
And every part of me cries out when we are apart.
One day soon I'll hold you in my arms,
a day not far away,
And then, to the best of my ability I will prove to you my feelings.
Silenced
Then sun sets another day goes by
But I am indifferent to the world
Seconds turn to minutes into hours into days
Yet alone in my cell I am unenlightened
Trapped, alone and confused
My mind rambles along
A myriad of beliefs clashing with a tempest of doubts.
Padded walls surround me, keeping me locked within
Not allowing a murmur of self to escape
Without colour or life only dull grey and black
And no sound but painful silence to fill my ears
Reality, too real, too painful
The warden of this my prison, my hell
No doorways, no windows, no escape
Have I not a voice, am I not a man
Why am I trapped in this hell
Scream as I might, struggle and fight
But all of my effort to no avail
Kicking and screaming I am dragged down again
By the warden and his awful cohorts
Forced into submission, once again I am wrong, only a raving psychotic lunatic
Unable to change the world, bound to its ways
Stuck in its revolting self destruction
Forced to eat the shit that I’m feed
And believe that its for my own good
Trapped in the system, in reality its self
Unable to escape the prison in my mind
I may be crazy, I may be mad, but you are right by my side
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