Over the Horizon.

On longing days of dare and dream, Of hunger, loss and pain between, A decade of old and decade new, Wistful smiles, the lines they grew. Of space and time, and fate maybe, Tomorrow, the present’s guarantee, The climb was slow, the view it seemed, Of pain and triumph, hope filled me. In new beginnings…

What are they but gods?

In sole streaking droplets, of quiet heavy solitude, On vision’s fading, blind lights wandered in lassitude.  Wind’s screaming past, on this path less travelled,  Stinging cold bites, upon frail young flesh it mangled.  Time the lone arbiter, an impassive patient master, Of wandering shadows and drifting desires, mettle lacked lustre. Pearly black beads, traced along…

U.N.D.E.R.T.A.L.E

  Dutiful is the clock, that bends in time Enroaching unhindered, a patient paradigm Tainted knowledge, the maddening mind Endangered seeker, emotions I bind Rampant code, crossing the last line Merciful your foe, I hope you find Incoherent being, the penultimate crime Nefarious morals, it’s now do or die Allow me to greet you ‘o’…