Autopsy Of A Dream

Let your muse express its kind 

In the autopsy of your mind 

Autopsied dream 

Fire, Air, Water, Earth 

Running wild in the forest 

An animal 

Silhouette of your future 

Flashes before your eyes 

Limbs like trees run on for miles 

The blood is the time 

The veins carry the clock 

To your next adventure 

Nightmare skeletons 

Forged in your mind 

Every cell a new memory 

That you cannot find 

Use your eyes like 

The Surgeon 

And perform the 

Operation 

To dissect each dream 

As if it were an abscess 

You need to remove 

Examine it like a Scholar 

Read the textbook 

Back to front 

Pick the journey 

To the dreams 

And piece them back together 

Like your organs 

Function to build life and 

Carry you through 

As can dreams 

Destroy you

Old Oak Tree

Alone it stands 

In a suspect moor 

Tall and grand 

Overlooking the ground

Green luscious leaves 

Litter its boughs 

No fruits to be seen 

Its wisdom is rich 

A vast wrinkled trunk 

The anchor of life

Time passes things by 

Except the Old Oak Tree 

Lost in memory 

Of an old reverie 

Egyptian Queen

Fairies of dark enchantment 

Circle the pond of sapphire 

Dark Egyptian Goddess 

Floats in a charred boat 

Two pixies beside her 

Trees of fantasy 

Tall, dark and illumined 

By the midnight moon 

Azure paradise 

Crystal clear water 

Drink from the heavenly 

Curse 

The fountain of youth 

Until there is truth 

Silver decadence 

Forms a halo of white 

Glistening fairies 

Alone in their dance 

Fireflies melting 

In the poisoned light 

For the Egyptian Queen kills all in her sight 

Creative Rose

Blood red rose shines 

In a nocturnal night sky

Leaks a dew

From its petals 

Engulfs the night

A silver fox charges 

Through moonlight

She locks a box

With a key

Thinking about what it could be 

Hidden inside the mind

Unlock the paper

Place the ink

Divulge your wildest dreams 

Fantasy of

Creativity

Is it enough 

To push the word further deeper 

Until there is no conclusion 

Only imagination 

I Dream...

I dream forever 

Of days to come 

Bonds to be severed 

And tunes I will hum 

I dream always 

Of days long past 

What history says 

And moments that didn't last 

I dream on 

Of days that are now 

Where I belong 

And what I now vow 

I dream in a world 

That no one else can see 

In a reality twirled 

Into fantasy 

I dream of Unicorn, Phoenix and Dragon 

Of lands never seen 

Of bards with flagons 

And adventures waiting for me 

Fog

I need to bleed onto this paper 

Pour the blood to fill it 

With my insides 

Splatter my pain 

For you all to see 

Finally shedding my security 

Bleed it dry 

From the fog in my head 

The buzzing fog 

Clear my eyes 

Clear my nose 

From this awful weight 

Weighing me down 

Like chains on the innocent 

The hurt like 

Razorblades slicing through 

My insides 

My organs ache 

Hollow scars upon my skin 

These words are my only 

Friend 

Loneliness is killing me 

I need to breathe 

I need to see 

The beauty in creation 

But I see nothing but 

Death and pain 

Life is made for fools 

Ones that bite the hand 

That feeds them 

I see into their facade 

The ones that are left behind

Rotting corpses 

Of skin and flesh 

Unbeatable hearts 

Full of sorrow 

In their solitude 

The constant fog 

Bleeds into their brain 

The fear that holds them tightly 

As the will fades 

Keep them in the dark 

For the dark holds the fog 

That can never die 

Incantation

Torture tongue 

Clambering claw 

Rip in shreds 

Deeper and deeper 

Nightmare ghosts 

Arch of skeletons 

The bell clock tower rings 

A single crow sings 

Sunlight beams 

Against a forest of dreams 

Crooked earth 

Against a straw filled sky 

Places a hand across the hearth 

Solace in silence 

The hand that plays 

Ever watchful as a murderer slays 

Victim 

Powerless in defence 

Creeping amongst the shadows 

As a shapeless menace 

Eye Of The Sun

The winds of time 

Can break 

Force itself through the trees 

For the destruction of 

Mankind is imminent

Masking enchantment 

The Sun hides its 

Deadly sins 

As we go on oblivious 

To its all seeing eye 

One false move and 

Earth could die 

The Sun watches our every step 

It weathers our wounds 

With a painful blow 

Leaving us homeless 

With nowhere to go  

Beautiful Demise

Jagged in the creases 

Blood is running deeper 

It trickles down the chambers 

Of a beating heart 

On the white walls 

The canvas has freed it 

What was once the source of living 

Is now a work of art 

Ink Portal

Old ancient book, older than the dust 

Encasing the folds of mysteries 

Sitting alone, forgotten 

On an old shelf, patient 

Its pages are filled with ink 

It could be a book about enchantment 

Or a portal to another world 

More rich than any could have dreamed 

Its withered pages fluttering under my breath 

The ink fading now, as cracked as the leather cover 

Stretched to its limit, its binding broken 

Its dusty smell, the smell of ancient time 

Old pages, old memories, old ink 

The writer long since forgotten 

The book remembers, remembers through the ages 

The book's casing can wither and die 

But the words are there 

They still live and breathe like always 

Like memoirs on graves of the dead 

It remains, though much else is lost 

Here through the ink portal 

The words are never forgotten 

Icicles

Spires of ice 

Hang from my window 

Rainbows encased in frozen water 

Hanging, hanging 

Don't want to be under when it falls 

It may never fall 

Simply drip into oblivion 

When Spring time comes 

Sunrise

Red giant 

Towering apocalypse

Burning white 

Blistering scarred earth 

A beaten world 

Defeated by the enemy 

Of life 

Alien land 

Forgotten, alone, at peace 

No wars can break 

Strength in the darkness 

Of the unborn star 

Growing Sun 

For the last stand 

Takes the hand 

Pushes out 

From the womb of space 

The human race 

Has been destroyed 

By the giant ray 

Crushing brutality 

As earth is eaten up 

A tasty snack for 

The monster 

Once gave earth life 

Can take it 

Back in a flash 

Moving on 

Hears the Planets calling 

Earth can not reply 

Now is your time to die  

Nightmare

Last night I dreamed I killed you 

I couldn't let you live 

I had all night to will you 

I'm obsessive 

I know all about your ways 

Subtle whispers told me 

How you run your nights and days 

I thought you had died before 

But you ran fast bloody faced 

When I caught you 

Lost in death's embrace 

Awaken in gory crimson screaming 

I realized that I was never dreaming 

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Gentle Ghosts

Dreams, 

Fragile beauty of the mind 

Sky-colours that slip between the sheets 

And paint the night with memories 

Gentle ghosts, they are 

That live within 

And wait for night to emerge 

From the frosts of day

Echo

In the labyrinth of Stalactite caves, 

Hear the Echo of crashing waves, 

Wandering in a cavern of black and grey, 

For the Echo fades everyday, 

Rise to the roof exposed by a shaft of light, 

As I look into the rays blasting down. 

My call comes to me on waves of time, 

Carried by the Echo over walls of lime, 

An oasis beach, with trees of palm, 

With dolphins swimming around so calm.

From an outlet above water cascades down like snow. 

And splashing sounds fill the air on the Echo. 

Needles Of Earth

Knit us back together 

Hold the needles in place 

Build our cities 

Out of wool 

And our trees of silk 

Use time as the spindle 

Create our cover 

From the darkness 

Criss Cross 

Pearl and knit 

Only a little bit 

Fix everything in one stitch 

Let the needles do the talking 

Before it's too late 

Before we become 

The land that they forgot