My Poetry
Nemesis
An outcry, a confession
About the faith lost
A ferocious lamentation
On the agony caused
Right for painful vociferation
Negation of perpetual pause
Only I find shallow percepts
Monition of wrath, promise of respect
I try to grasp reason, justification, argumentation
For the mundane existence
I endeavor to retrieve, to arrive at a vindication
Behind YOUR sublime BEING
Yet all I incur is a void, enigmatic silence
A suppression, an woeful imbalance
Yes! YOU anger me!
Yet existence awes me
Inducing rupture of soul
Only I refuse to cede, I defy to proceed!
For I yearn not for HOW, I long for WHY!
‘tis a tribulation lacking purport
Divulge YOURS, or I define mine!
Reveal the prefatory, or I extirpate the edifice!
Give me reason, or I unleash mine!
‘tis a mock, me the subject;
A mock of will, a mock of eternity
Crushed beneath the superior hauteur
Promises of infinity, or forebodings of enormity!
If YOUR riddle evades my potential
Then your arrogation for adoration
For eternal reverence, humble prostration
For them I present my arrogant denial!
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Ubermensch
Lie down, let it be. No!
Fly high, resist the temptation
Will be thy weapon
Overcome the petty enticement
Pull the canvas of calm snow!
Subdue thus the emotional blow!
‘tis a passage that you define
Choose and thus pay for the opine
Accept the blame, arrogate the claim
Unleash the chaos or succumb to the contour
Freedom lies beyond what you prefer
Bleak anguish besieges the existence
Abandonment liberates the essence!
Salvation lies beneath the possession
Redemption dwells within crystal paragon!
Rip the abject mantle; vain morality!
Emerge out of temp motivity!
Life’s too short, greatness awaits
But dare to abide by audacious traits;
Know thyself!
And transcend to the Ubermensch
Or else degenerate
And be a scurvy worthless wretch!
To conduce an existence misfortunate!
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Let’s Feel
Let’s
Devote a few moments
To enter in the charm
At the threshold of which
Are sacrificed all intellects
Enshrouded in the auras
Of mesmeric exults!
Let’s
Climb the blissful altar
At the summit of which
Stricken down is reason
Lay abase contentions
Amidst the exalted glow
Of euphoric elation!
Let’s
Escape the prison of time
And the conceiving reality
Hence create a feeling sublime
A kindling tryst of heart and mind
And neither think nor judge
Only feel and transcend
Into a rhapsody of life!
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Existence
‘Tis all a wasteland;
pale skies and baked sands
dried tears, looming demons of fatigue
laughters of insanity, veils of sanity
across the boarders of intrigue
under the guise of casualty
‘Tis a toil without a point
desire without a hope
it’s a relativity of ideas
painful incoherance of thoughts
axes of INFINITE and the ashes of TIME
amidst the delusions of fragrant auras
and the travellers moil on
one after the other, youth after the age
strides of body, leaps of mind
heavy sighs of silence
with all the souls intwined
yearning for eternity, fading into oblivion
what art thou, existence?
