Monday, February 18, 2008

Life & Hope.., Shrivel into the Void

Dream of Elysian Fields
And of the highest heaven
Fancy I, the riveting views
Eden, my only muse

Attend I, to the chirping of birds
Fancy I, the grass-hopper
And ride in the hazy forest
Known was I, the strongest

Fancy I, the heavenly themes
Fancy I, the gushing streams
But All I see.. and all I hear..
Burning trees.. and dying screams

Rise and Fall
Stumble across the wall
The fragile.. twisted mind..
Fancies no more..

No more do I envision the Elysian Fields
No more do I fancy the deceiving heavenly themes
No more do I care for the riveting views
Perdition, my only muse

Life and Hope.. Shrivel into the void.

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