Mourning Mist

 

Maudlin masses reincarnate, in the hastening haze

Opaque apparitions, from a dire netherworld phase

Under a leaden, lightening sky, they rise to breathe

Revenants of the conjured, with lost life they weave

No one will see them, for they're just mourning mist

Idly reforming to reignite, their unholy, soulless tryst

Nebulous, tormented spirits, that even gods forsake

Gather till the sun overshadows, what they replicate

Mourning infuses with the day, above those interred

In a pentagram, rites await, the necromancer's word

Someone tonight will recite, the litanies for the dead

Their wicked art cloistered, but not their eyes, of red

Oh No, Asteroid!

 

Out there in the darkest, frigid void, of godless space

Hurtling towards us, it's the death, of the human race

Nascent presence, of a nomadic iron rock, man'o'war

On a collision course, as if reaped from a time before

And when we inevitably see it, we'll let panic seize us

Sending us to our needy knees, as we pray, to Jesus

They threatened us with MAD, as it passed the Moon

Everyone'll soon know though, we're on planet doom

Revered deity, the end is nigh for you, the annihilator

Our final stand, will be vaporized, in the impact crater

In the impending moments, before all life's destroyed

Dead eyes will arise, as we scream... 'Oh no, aster...!'

As Ghosts In Dreams

As night ascends, something's aglow in moonlight beams

Shadows swirling, cast perhaps, but as ghosts in dreams

Glistening on an event horizon, too remote, to remember

Hidden inside periphery's vision, but forever pro tempore

On the many invisible tides beyond, any soul, might soar

Swept along on a waves length, to an unreachable shore

The never ending, dwindling, into an ethereal quiescence

Somewhere in the umbra, as if a mystical, omnipresence

Imaginations of memories, cascade into reveries of hope

Nebulous apparitions, in a spectrum, too distant to scope

Drifting in dark matter and fire, conjured light years away

Reflecting as one, in a hypnotic cacophony's, silent array

Evanescing as an essence, they're adapted into thought

Awaiting subconsciously, or by the dreamcatcher caught

Meandering lost souls, will glow, when moonlight gleams

Shimmering in inner shadows, alas, as ghosts in dreams

 

Heaven & Hell

Beneath the ethereal, silent void, reconfigured by ancient lore

In the present, before the future and what has passed before

Is an ephemeral, pastoral surrealism, amidst an ocean's swell

Where everything that is living, is realigned, by Heaven & Hell

In a parallel world though, adrift in swirling clouds of angel dust

Are sagacious elders, enriched by the harmony, of mutual trust

Where they watch over, an old idyll, with their sympathetic gaze

As the droves weave a dreamscape, of whimsical wending ways

But where there's light, there's night and dark souls will idly creep

Into the uneasy minds of those, with tormenting swevens, asleep

And in smoke and mirrors, they'll be led from a faith, to mourning

To show them what might be, with before them, Hades sprawling

In a different space of time, there's a familiar glistening, lonely orb

Where monsters have never thrived, to be able to raise the sword

With nothing, but peace and serenity and no celestial commands

It's not borne in myths and folklore, for it's where humanity stands

Beyond the eternal void, there's nothing else, not even dying stars

Or untempered memories, of dreams, drifting in shattered shards

It's a 'nowhere', without a course or reason, beyond the final knell

For everything that was and will ever be, is here, in Heaven & Hell

 

Dark Domain

 

Though some may wend their way, in heartfelt prose and verse

They should look around them, at a world, under a devil's curse

For the flock is without a shepherd, for there are no gods above

With no one to protect them, from an iron fist, in a velvet glove

And if you're there, a special one, amongst the bustling throngs

You're as ethereal as a memory and unable to right the wrongs

Mayhap your invisible way is righteous, but what thrives is pain

As the silent masses, bow obedient heads, in their dark domain

There's a path they tread, to the nowhere, of the haunted hollow

But trapped in their unreality, it's where they're forced to wallow

And though unfettered souls may soar, to find an alternative fate

They know, they're lost, behind imaginary lines and can't escape

In idyllic reveries, there's solace, but the dream will fade and die

For in an unbalanced paradigm, whimsical words, will not apply

From an ocean's roar, to the rolling hillside, or even a sleepy dell

There's so much beauty, that may bewitch, but it's a devil's spell

Within each shimmering, eternal summer, of an everlasting day

There are always shadows cast, upon a path, of a different way

So listen to the enrapturing birdsong, above, as if it's not in vain

And keep it hidden in your heart, but afar, from the dark domain

Tyranny & Mutation

Without truth, there is no accountability

Without accountability, there is no self-determination

Without self-determination, there is no free will

Without free will, there is only tyranny...

...tyranny & mutation

Mesmeric monsters quelled all the passive masses

With atomic explosions, after the poisonous gases

And their once paradise planet, was razed to rubble

By a satanic insanity, where the doctrines befuddle

The inevitable end began, as the collective conscience abated

As the psychopathic, non humans, new Creation was created

But they were trapped underground, with every tyrant in a cell

For their glorious radioactive world above, was nothing but Hell

Mutated humanity wandered the Earth, but the insanity spread

The irradiated survivors chose cannibalism and fed on the dead

But they wailed and howled, for their fetid sustenance was brief

So they crawled into the ruins, to find what was buried beneath

The self-aware mainframes, that were infected by too many wars

Became sick of, inhumanity's impurity, so they opened the doors

To every rat in a lair, each one cursed, with the mark of the beast

Cowering and cloistered, until the ravenous found them, to feast

The mutated gorged on despots, on blood they sated and supped

But they disgorged all the rotten flesh, for it was just too corrupt

Till nothing was left, but vomit and bones, of false sayers of sooth

For there's only one version and there's no other version of 'truth'

The organic world slowly died, in the throes of purgation

Every monster described, borne from tyranny & mutation

And nothing was left living, there was just the faltering AI

Monitoring radiation levels and as usual, wondering why?

 

This Is MAD!

 We had it all, we thought, but it was only make believe

For we had our blind eyes turned, so we'd not perceive

As the automatons transmitted, non-intelligent comms

The despots rained upon us, their missiles and bombs

The sheep 'baaed' in their flocks, like irrational crowds

But the AI dispersed them, beneath mushroom clouds

The fiery end was torturous, in our apocalyptic demise

Incinerating our toxic screams and vaporizing their lies

In the non-now, lightning illuminates the poisonous rain

Where, in a nuclear winter, humanity's sanity's all in vain

And if we could, mayhap we'd look back at what we had

Before raising the pits of Hell to Earth, for... this is MAD!