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RUINED DREAM OF A DREAM

Poetry By: Soulmirror
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Submitted:Dec 24, 2011    Reads: 581    Comments: 96    Likes: 28   


RUINED DREAM OF A DREAM

I. "DEATH MARCH FOR THE DREAM BEGINS"

The lie finally dies

The truth finally opens her eyes

Wiping the tears of endlessly virulence my soul cries

I watch my hopes burning along with all my tries

To find way to get rid of that thorny pain that ties

Tears

Glassy blood-red eyes

Silence

For the very first time Iˋm feeling that everything is lost

That is all my fantasiesˋ cost

I can see my only truly dream ruining apart

Ruining all over my belief I would be spared from realityˋs dart

Before playing I am ready to lose this game

Crestfallen and defeated I do accept the blame

I am standing so proud though I know nothing will be the same

Tearing facts surrounding all fame

Keeping choking me with their poison making me lame

I have no strength even to cry

For to cry means to give up

+

Life is not a fairytale

Nor happiness for sale

But everlasting fight

Between dark and light

Devouring pain

Wounds-made disdain

I close my eyes but cannot escape

Grief and anguish are still there my soul to rape

To be happy I could not venture

Captured by sadness a ray of joy is an adventure

Into future I do not have, only fears

For time kills me, leaves not trails, sears

The grave of my endeavour to dream stays unprayed

Deep in the will onto path of reality strayed

Wordless I stay

For all sins I pay

I look and donˋt see the way

Following the panting ray

I sleep no more calm in rest

With so many worries Iˋve been prest

The reek of my decaying dream unreal

Holding me weak with nothing to conceal

The cold wind of confrontation

Brings to me the new temptation

Sweet delusion ends

To disappointment bends

Lie offends

From the tears and sorrow-the best friends

II. "I AM LETTING YOU GO"

I am watching you dying

Slowly fading and lying

Without crying

I would not suffer any longer

All those cuts made me stronger

I would not make even a move

You had your time to prove

Time buries, time mourns, time unfolds

The deepest feelings my empty heart holds

Love is becoming but a dead letter on paper

Leaving only sorrow to be its lifelong raper

Once you were a dream with the name

Now nameless burning a fire of the fame

Bit by bit my senses for you are turning pale

Brought away by the wild dolourˋs gale

Once you were a star, now you fall

Shrouded in my bleeding heartˋs pall

I am ready to get over you and forget

I am letting you go, there is no regret

III. "I DO LOVE THEE STILL"

Maybe it is not just our time

Iˋll be there, waiting makes not a crime

The show is done, take a bow, and end your mime

The curtains close with the cold autumn mornˋs rime

My heart is a withered bloom

Slumbering frozen in eternal gloom

Longing for your loom

Sad no more

No more

No

More

Dream, you die on realityˋs wire

Bleeding on my Wishwall you expire

Untold you stay crowned by desire

Secretly reigning in the last aspire

I am a book unread with the covers torn

Rotting in the bookshelf cobwebby and lorn

Nameless dead love stays unborn

-Storytime into Oblivion worn

Heartˋs disobedience

Sepulchres first loveˋs innocence

Leaving pain as only reminiscence

Remorse, virginityˋs evanescence

IV. "ALL MY DEAD LOVES"

Iˋve always needed so little

To make warm this heart brittle

Tarnished heartstrings weak

Decaying psyche, the freak

Each one so dear was held

Each one was dumb when I yellˋd

Scarred with every love heart is torn

Drank with the sweet realityˋs scorn

For each one the stilly candle is burning

For each one to dead I am turning

Wakeful nights and the countless tears

Standing on my cheek as the end nears

The immense vastness inside keeps me insane

Each one of them was my soulˋs bane

Running deep beneath my core, my fane

Making them past, all memories wane

V. "WITHERED LOVE FLOWERˋS SOUL"

Today I saw the flower that, as they say, has had the flower like him himself.

Grows in the same garden where my sick roots grow too.

Love is a rose with the thorns of unrequitedness

who bleeds more and more from the wound deeper and deeper

with the tears bitterer and bitterer.

My hope to pick a rose is drowning deep...

frozen and breathless leaving me in the agony of life.

Unrequitedness my crestfallen soul.

No dayspring for us.

No sun to make a rose bloom...

Only rotting petals tossed by the gale of derision

deep into murkiness of pain eternal.

My time is drawing near, I do feel.

The grave is only I shall gift unto thee in the end.

When you come to bring me a rose black, know, there lies the body

separated from the withered soul bleeding its Sick Flower.

For ever and aye.

Fare thee well, may my wrongs remain no chained by thy memories

for there is no good left.

Autumn has come for me.

VI. "OCTOBERˋS POEM"

The sombre reflection shades my path

As the grey fields waits for the rain, their bath

Wandering leaves soaring ˊfore my feet

Dancing with the cold wind Autumn to greet

I am watching into distance....motionless and lost

Roaming through my own thoughts in mist and frost

Weary birds preparing to fly away once more

Leaving me alone with this love-made open sore

Fall rain, heavily, fall

Magnify the melancholyˋs ball

Lay to rest all my pain

Help me my joy to regain

Fall love, still, fall

Rest so warm in the gall

Absent sorrow from my soul

Make clean all thatˋs foul

Put me out of sight

Fly high across the meads of light

Soul-bell for me knells

My final farewell to thee tells

Fall rain, have mercy, fall

Heart my mournersˋ call

Shroud me with the windˋs pall

Fall rain, have mercy, fall

The sullen sky pours out its weariness

Onto fields of my heart withered by dreariness

I do not see a way out

I will fail this bout

Everything, everyone I have ever adored

Fading to memories deep inside me pored

The poison of Oblivion seeps, runs to bone

Again I am a merely child all ˊlone

In the oceans of never-ending sadness I am drowned

With the beautifulness of Darkˋs diamond I am crowned

For all my lifetime Iˋve never felt so broken

All sorrows of this macrocosm have been woken

Fall rain, heavily, fall

Magnify the melancholyˋs ball

Lay to rest all my pain

Help me my joy to regain

Fall love, still, fall

Rest so warm in the gall

Absent sorrow from my soul

Make clean all thatˋs foul

Put me out of sight

Fly high across the meads of light

Soul-bell for me knells

My final farewell to thee tells

Fall rain, have mercy, fall

Heart my mournersˋ call

Shroud me with the windˋs pall

Fall rain, have mercy, fall

"To die would mean to make just more pain than ever before..."

VII. "IT WAS SO MAGIC"

All sincerely magic

Prefers to be tragic

Holding in its sleeve a card

Pain is a cunning bard

It was so magic

Life is not a fairytale

Nor a happy end for sale

But everlasting fight

Between dark and light

Devouring pain

Wounds-made disdain

I close my eyes but cannot escape

Grief and anguish are still there my soul to rape

To be happy I could not venture

Captured by sadness a ray of joy is an adventure

Into future I do not have, only fears

For time kills me, leaves not trails, sears

The grave of my endeavour to dream stays unprayed

Deep in the will onto path of reality strayed

It was so magic

All fantasy ends

All excitement rends

From grievance fends

So precious moments tends

If I had a chance I would repeat all it again

No remorse but wonderful scars and pain

All the same

End is of the game

Face the blame

Of heart lame

Hero-worshipper

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Death is the journey

Birth is the final station

Hope is an imperfect creation

Construing the most twisted consideration

Sick inspiration

Sodomitesˋ contemplation

Sinking but I stay motionless

Suffering I hold emotionless

It was so magic

It was so...

Magic

I fall asleep...

I can see the vast stage...millions of people...the most beautiful lights ever...

I can see the seat, free....awaiting for me to sit

I sit.

The strange sound drains my ears.

Itˋs the curtain...raising

ALL SPLENDOUR OF IMAGINATION IS FINALLY SET FREE

VIII. "THE CIRCUS"

Entire life, every dream, every hope is a circus

Every day is a new act you never know what is going to turn out from

"Blade Box"

No air

Ye end is fair

Shout, no voice

Knives rejoice

None hears

Thy hope wears

Tear so dear

Death is dawning near

No fears

Light disappears

Whispers freeze

With wordsˋ breeze

Thou art all alone

Feel the blade bussing thy bone

Blood squares, blood sheds

Thy soul in Oblivion beds

Reality-maker of the twisted trick

Predestinated horror to pick

The applaud echoes, soul flies

Gazers feats over body that lies

Blade Box chains thy life

The memory with each knife

Now lay to rest

Sleepˋs everlasting guest

Tragedy joy makes

Desire for dark awakes

Throw down the mask

End thy Dream-obeyed task

Locked eˋermore

In the coffin arcane lore

Thy grave is this night

This twisted show sight

Ever-lights

Dissolve all frights

Act II. "Piano"

"...

Attention ladies and gentlemen!

Look at this boy lying on the piano!

Heˋs going to be the sacrifice for my best act so far!

Look at the gift of Night Herself

So it goes like this:

Each finger in his arm is fixed by the steel hook to each pianoˋs string.

The left arm fingers are fixed to the white keys strings,

and the right arm ones are fixed to the black ones

Whenever the player (One-eyed Clown Demon)

plays a note and strikes a string inside the wooden case,

each hook rises up and rips a part of his finger-flesh.

And so this Magnificent Play goes and goes on...

Ladies and gentlemen!

Unbind your darkest fantasies and the most twisted imagination!

Witness the most pompous and majestic Show EVER!

Pianoplayer, start to play thy Dark Perversion Etude!

The Sacrifice is impatient to feel the truly essence of the sickest fancies.

Muhahahahaah!

..."

Play that note of my desperation

Drive me mad with pain, thy sweet inspiration

Tear apart this motionless raped flesh

Smell it reeking of blood so fresh

Dark Perversion Etude never-ending

Echoes the arena while the nails are rending

Hear the bones singing

Breaking one by one ringing

Twisted circus tent is yelling

Sweat, tears and blood are welling

Crucified to piano black





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