Space

Magic

From the dimension where the faceless demon resides,
from far beyond the stars, it has been traveling for billions of years;
the one known as the end of worlds, the devourer of stars;
the darkness beyond darkness.
Many names it is called, and on the eve of the new age of transference,
the followers of the realm await its coming; on roof tops they pray
in trance, they cry out in awe of its power
and in faith, they indulge in ritual, bleeding and making sacrifice
seeking to open the gate to the realm; seeking to appease the one
of many names.

Black Maria

Black Maria let’s dance tonight; you look lovely dressed in black.
You pull the tide with your eyes, the secrets that you hide.
The days are long without you around; you make my night whole and sound.
Your love is light, helps me to see at night.
Gravity is a sound; it’s my beating heart when you are not around.
Slumber time is near, the fire glimmers off the wall, brush the feathers from your eyes, I often wonder what’s on your mind.
The fire needs to be stoked; you left when the sun broke.

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The child beyond the stars

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Poetry

From beyond the glass hall
the specters stand and wait
on the eve of the calling of the children
of the seventh moon phase
the gate to the reflecting world will be open
the spirits of the gathering demon will set loose
upon the land and upon the sea
and the skies will be filled with the wings of the damned
so from that day the guardians will await the coming
of the dark child, the devourer of worlds, the traveler from
beyond the stars.

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Space

"Space"

Failed communication: No connection to reality
Deception brought fatality, changed all perceptions of mortality
Am I placed in another galaxy, or have I bred a strange mentality?
Relapsing to criminality estranges me from normality

Giftedly existing: These short breaths are deemed a present
Incinerate fear and dismay: Converting what is left down into resin
I was let down from the heavens
This is life as an extraterrestrial peasent

Disembodied, Disassembled: Sanity misplaced
In my prone, I am a drone: Confined solitary in space

The Hallow Space

The Hallow Space

Upon entering the hallow space, I cannot help but feel battered and defected
Staring into the nothingness, wondering why my emotions remain scattered and uncollected
My mind weighs heavy and my heat continuously tearing
Struck down at every turn, getting to the point of despairing
My conscience screams and cry’s as if I am unaware
Begging me to weep alongside it, releasing my pain and utter despair
What was here is now there, what was strong now met its grim demise
Now here I stand, spectating, as another part of me quickly dies
The pain of being here is almost unbearable, as I must depart
Slowly turning back leaving another foundation to inevitably to fall apart

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Into The Dark

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Poetry

Into the night
they were swallowed
out on the black horizon
frozen souls drifted

Unknown to when they'd awake
unknown their fate
where would the hand of god take them

Into the very heart of the void.

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Into the unknown

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Poetry

Into the dark unknown, the ancient star ship fades
flowing on the wave of time
through the void

one soul remains
left behind
as he gazes on the horizon

Into the eternal space
Into what lies beyond hope
beyond faith

Flowing on the wave of time
the ancient star ship fades into the void
beyond the unknown

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3 Days

It all begins
with a sharp
pain in her
stomach. She knows
that she isn’t
alone and that
many others also
experience this pain
when it begins.
It’s a never-ending
cycle that no
girl can ever
escape. This process
is one in
which people often
say is wrong
because no one
should ever be
able to bleed
continuously without dying.

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This is a poem I wrote for my first Poetry writing class at VCU. This assignment: Write a poem that describes something that happens over a 3 day span. This was to teach us how to use time and space. This is the result.

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3 Seconds

The beat pulses
you feel it
throughout your body.
You look up
and glance around
“Am I alone?”
you don’t care.
Your fists clench
back and forth
slowly at first
then gaining speed.
Your face heatens
your body throbs
this feeling overpowers
your physical being.
Your stress decreases
pain, its replacement.
It was astounding
my first time.

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This is a poem I wrote for my first Poetry writing class at VCU. This assignment: Write a poem that describes something that happens over a 3 second span. This was to teach us how to use time and space. This is the result.

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