...and some more...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

Third week of the 10th month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Period of the Moon of the Popping Trees,

Year of the Ignis Mialis,

9th day of the 2nd month since the West is reluctantly shade by distance ...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(5th installment to the beginning of a series of a continuation)

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

LONELINESS

in the womb of darkness,

man would feel the presence of eternity,

in the embrace of fear,

man would feel the sound of truth,

in the bellows of silenced sadness,

man would feel the sweetness of love,

as in all those that we call as night,

a valiant would burn and brings forth light,

but the valor of this staggering hero,

would only be as near as the hiding tomorrow,

if the loneliness we take as our clan,

we left lifeless in our hands.

note - this was made based on the entry written by Lady Abby the Cosmic Traveller at http://cosmicabyss.wordpress.com/

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

In another time,another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

but for now,

the Demon would only want to rest,

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons were kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

_______THANK YOU_______

_______O_______

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...and and and...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

Third week of the 10th month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Period of the Moon of the Popping Trees,

Year of the Ignis Mialis,

9th day of the 2nd month since the West is reluctantly shade by distance ...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(4th installment to the beginning of a series of a continuation)

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

-o0o-

ANSWER ME THIS

-o0o-

beloved friends tell me please,

if it is the end of this beginning be the root to your ease,

or,

it is the beginning of this end that would spawn your bliss,

tell me so that for you I may wheel,

a path for this tale and banish all crease,

but,

what ever it is that you wish,

feed my mind with thoughts as a dish,

and give strength to my soul to bring a dot to mark a finish.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

STILL UNMOVED

Be still, in the frames of my fading heart.

how could I fidget in the place that I dare not part,

Taste my veins again,

and forget the sweetness of an autumn rain,

with crimson memories dripping off your tongue.

the drops of heaven that bring your scent in my rotten veins,

Tear my skin, and drink it up as you do your bourbon.

that brings me warmth as a blanket do to a hapless new born,

Stop loving with your gaze.

who could only gaze in daze as if lost in a maze,

And if you escape through my pair of lungs,

when his life force is chased out with a tearful song,

spilling out ecstasy,

and take him away from life mimicking fantasy,

I'll inhale every bit of you,

chocking him like the stench of the bayou,

the whole of you,

whom poison is as sweet a the morning dew,

even when you reek of her.

masked by a beautiful black flower,

Strip my name from me,

stripping a name that has been branded in his heart so deeply,

for your epiphany to take after,

making the cheer of an epiphany sounded like an eulogy,

for your songs to sing it,

and robbing the tunes from a song like a heartless bandit,

for your girlfriend to hate it.

even when it seems there’s another that to mend it,

Be still, my love,

when all could see that I will nay to fidget,

in the frames of my bleeding heart.

in the the place that I dare not part,

note - this was made based on the poetry written by Lady Fara at http://faranoh.blogspot.com/

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

In another time,another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

but for now,

the Demon would only want to rest,

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons were kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

_______THANK YOU_______

_______O_______

©all rights reserved to the owner of this blog and no copy of the contents in this blog is permitted unless stated otherwise.

...and buaerkk...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

Third week of the 10th month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Year of the Ignis Mialis,

22nd day of the 1st moth since the West is reluctantly shade by distance ...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(3rd installment to the beginning of a series of a continuation)

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

Dreaming of the Sea

Close your eyes and dream of the sea,

there between the waves its me whom you'll see,

flung a wave and a kiss for me,

because this is the only place where together we will be,

as I am a slave bound to duty,

enslave by a clot that is free,

so flung a wave and a kiss for me,

let the waves drown me be,

and let me drink Neptune's tea,

a fate best suit a slave like me.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

In another time,another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

but for now,

the Demon would only want to rest,

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons are kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

_______THANK YOU_______

_______O_______

©all rights reserved to the owner of this blog and no copy of the contents in this blog is permitted unless stated otherwise.

...and burp...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

Third week of the 10th month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Year of the Ignis Mialis,

22nd day of the 1st moth since the West is reluctantly shade by distance ...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(3rd installment to the beginning of a series of a continuation)

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

Said the lord(s) and ladi(es) of this intangible plane of existence to the Demon Prince -
Master Demon,

That is what i used to do. Emptied my heart...closed my eyes, let my mind float until i disappear in my own darkness...

Escapade..

- The Traveling Lady Sue -

---oo0oo---

ANSWER ME THIS

-o0o-

beloved friends tell me please,

if it is the end of this beginning be the root to your ease,

or,

it is the beginning of this end that would spawn your bliss,

tell me so that for you I may wheel,

a path for this tale and banish all crease,

but,

what ever it is that you wish,

feed my mind with thoughts as a dish,

and give strength to my soul to bring a dot to mark a finish.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

LONG ROAD

long road lies ahead,

short paces he began to thread,

dark night he tries to fled,

darker day is what he get.

sad song be his fad,

happy days makes he fret,

wonder where up and down will be wed,

wonders why her red cheeks are wet.

long road he still tries to thread,

short distance he only gets,

front and back are pals he never met,

only pebbles be his dying bed...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

In another time,

another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

but for now,

the Demon would only want to rest.

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons are kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

_______THANK YOU_______

_______O_______

®all rights reserved to the owner of this blog and no copy of the contents in this blog is permited unless stated otherwise.

...and what...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

Second week of the 10th month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Year of the Ignis Mialis,

22nd day of the 1st moth since the West is reluctantly shade by distance ...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(2nd isntalment to the begining of a siries of a continuation)

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

ANSWER ME THIS

-o0o-

beloved friends tell me please,

if it is the end of this beginning be the root to your ease,

or,

it is the beginning of this end that would spawn your bliss,

tell me so that for you I may wheel,

a path for this tale and banish all crease,

but, what ever it is that you wish,

feed my mind with thoughts as a dish,

and give strength to my soul to bring a dot to mark a finish.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

MORNING

I opened my eyes this morning,

I felt how fast my heart keep beating,

I know that the lights are not lying,

When it shine on your face my darling...

I hope there'll no ending,

to this beautiful sight I'm seeing,

coz I fear the yearning that is coming,

when I hear what the strings are playing...

Darling can you hear me wondering,

wheather my life has any meaning,

if open my eyes this morning,

and see that only the pillows I'm hugging...

And darling can you see me crying,

in my prayers for every evening,

hope the god forgive my sinning,

and let me wake beside you again my darling..

Coz I hate to wait for that morning,

and realise its you I'm missing,

as it would make my life have no meaning,

when you are not there to share my feelings.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

In another time,

another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

But for now,

theDemon would only want to rest.

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons are kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

_______THANK YOU_______

_______O_______

...and knock knopck...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

Second week of the 10th month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Year of the Ignis Mialis,

22nd day of the 1st moth since the West is reluctantly shade by distance ...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(the begining of a sirie of continuation)

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

ANSWER ME THIS

-o0o-

beloved friends tell me please,

if it is the end of this beginning be the root to your ease,

or,

it is the beginning of this end that would spawn your bliss,

tell me so that for you I may wheel,

a path for this tale and banish all crease,

but,

what ever it is that you wish,

feed my mind with thoughts as a dish,

and give strength to my soul to bring a dot to mark a finish.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

INVISIBLE

Shooting star from haven afar,

shining bright in sky ajar,

light the rainbow I see so far,

and heal away my prayers' scar,

because here I be in between these passing cars,

still I stood waiting for a partner to parr,

amongst those paleskins in that lonlely bar,

so I could dance with an ugly mama,

making all call me a dashing papa,

a name that would free me from a cutie glee,

that stung my heart like a fearless bee,

making me be what you want me be,

just like the air in space that you claim to see.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

In another time,

another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

But for now,

theDemon would only want to rest.

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons are kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

_______THANK YOU_______

_______O_______