Omen of sin.

by Janis   Jul 2, 2012


As we stand here feeble, waiting;
Unable to disrupt horizon amassing;
The stgyian night is coming forth;
And we will need to prove our worth.

Death will cleanse us with it`s judgment.
Standing powerless in face of abandonment;
The only thing left is hope, an illusion;
Just absolute desire for swift retribution.

So expose your scarred naked body;
Let in soothing eternal pains melody;
Thrust it deep down your shallow veins;
Staying tranquil just so it sustains.

Grim melody of death pierces your heart;
Tearing all your weakened senses apart;
Agonizing yet subdued screams sharpen;
Just so your blinded eyes can be open.

P.S.Half of credit goes to you rev for inspiration and idea! So thank you ^^

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  • 5 years ago

    by Ingrid de Klerck

    This left me sad, it reads like an ongoing ride through hell, with death at the end of it.

    Well done on this grim piece,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 5 years ago

    by Lostlove1

    Powerful poem Janis...great write :)

  • 5 years ago

    by Watercolourz

    Well you turned my quote into a poem so the credit is yours. Amazing stuff as always mate.

  • 5 years ago

    by Karla

    Loved the flow Janis. Amazing piece.