Saturday, May 16, 2009

As Sleep Overcomes Me

Night Passes On endlessly in dreams
            would she wake up to hear these silent screams
            Before the Jasmine falls onto the ground
            would she rise to hear this hearts veiling sound
            Morning Sun releases the dew to the skies
            and she shall make the wisest of men cry
            and all the worlds sweetness shall not release me
            as a single gaze from the goddess' eyes.
            I have foreseen my own demise,
            struck down and crucified for living this lie
            as thunder preempts of what is to come
            Suffering for most, redemption for some
            Eclipse highlights the lovers in the tower
            the magician weeps in sorrow over and over
            How many lives will he be estranged from his beloved

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