Disturbed – Knowledge of the forbidden

“It’s not him who’s disturbed. But he likes to disturb others–to shake them out of their rut.” ― Jostein Gaarder, Sophie’s World
 

pozadia – dark water

Disturbed within,

troubled are the waters of deep dark sin.

Without a tale does not tell,
that crawling underneath all is not well.

Froth and thick mire,
disguise the water and lay straights dire.

Lift my head Spirit on High,
knowledge of the forbidden brings great sighs.

Wrapped irony and ruse,
dark times wring a soul’s purple bruise.

Who can see the a way through,
all the pains and sins that shadows knew.

Troubled thoughts, disturbed again
quiet atrocities within.

Also published in Broowaha Citizen’s Magazine 

05292012

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The Little Door – Rage is hidden

“Despite all my rage
I am still just a rat in the cage.”
Billy Corgan
 

Wondering were I got this rage

I started looking ’round the cage
Hiding in the back, a little door. 
Shocked, I never saw this before
Pressing close my ear, hoping to feel
hot to the touch, it made me kneel
Whats behind the door, I’m brave to behold
Rest assured it would soon be told.
Locked! But how do I see?
But soon the door would open to me
Turning away I vented a rage
then I heard a click from the back of my cage
Spinning and turning with a stare
I fell to my knees, all of me aware
The door swung open wide
revealing all that was crammed inside
Memories of things all bad
every one of them made me mad
And with a great breath of wind
a sudden gust that made me spin
to escape from this caged man
jumping to my feet again
I’ll not be captive to anger’s sin
I shoved the door closed with all my might
That will do for now, but then the night
I sit shivering looking across the room
at the little door hiding crazy gloom
I will destroy the insanity
without this rage I will be free
to fly again without a cry
No doors now, in my open sky.

Also published in: Broowaha
09082011 

The Little Door – Rage is hidden

“Despite all my rage
I am still just a rat in the cage.”
Billy Corgan
 

Wondering were I got this rage

I started looking ’round the cage
Hiding in the back, a little door. 
Shocked, I never saw this before
Pressing close my ear, hoping to feel
hot to the touch, it made me kneel
Whats behind the door, I’m brave to behold
Rest assured it would soon be told.
Locked! But how do I see?
But soon the door would open to me
Turning away I vented a rage
then I heard a click from the back of my cage
Spinning and turning with a stare
I fell to my knees, all of me aware
The door swung open wide
revealing all that was crammed inside
Memories of things all bad
every one of them made me mad
And with a great breath of wind
a sudden gust that made me spin
to escape from this caged man
jumping to my feet again
I’ll not be captive to anger’s sin
I shoved the door closed with all my might
That will do for now, but then the night
I sit shivering looking across the room
at the little door hiding crazy gloom
I will destroy the insanity
without this rage I will be free
to fly again without a cry
No doors now, in my open sky.

Also published in: Broowaha
09082011 

Prayers – Forgive Me For My Body

The following is a post by descendingascension, a young woman with exceptional talent. Enjoy.

Oh my God!
Forgive me for my body,
For it has been dealt sins of the flesh.
This child, with bright eyes,
A child no more,
But there, a woman
Teary eyes and full bosomed
Betrayed into womanhood,
Not by child
But by deceivers with sweet tongues and quick hands
Such motions to seduce a body

Forgive me Father!
This body can bear no more.
With its fullness
The wretchedness of flesh memories

Oh my Lord, I pray
Not for forgiveness,
For within myself it is scant,
But for penance.

Out of Heaven and Hell,
Love was created
And the demons unleashed unto me.
Fallen a soul
Once an angel with honest intent,
Yet I sacrificed the keys to the gates when I spoke his name
And tore off my wings with bodily shame

Now!
I am condemned a mortal
To wander and roam;
To be left to my devices
And vices
In purgatory;
Alone.

-R.S.L.S


First published in descendingascension