Omni

Omnipresent are my eyes that see
the true world
a truth clinging to a lie

transparent are my hands
that touch, not me
but the truth to see

evaporating beliefs that leave
before you
or I can see

Ubiquitous remains the topic
of discussion
for I am free

You see me in flesh
my God
and choose to believe

while i condescend
into pavement rhetoric
im bored, you see im angry

questions asking why
will never, represent
who I am

Faking is different to acting
come along
I still need to live, to breath

left laughing
as you kneel
up high

I still see
how I rise
above ancient rites

harrowing are the halls
that shine, with death
and leave life behind

coming into a presence
that breathes
yet does not, consider to speak

how we as me
choose pain
hidden in life

Networking as one
with a society
that some do not sense

hold nothing against
I choose to stand
and rise my soul in pride

omnipresent is my soul
in this earth
as I pave new paths to come

omnipresent are the souls that see
despite articulation of voice
that I shall rise

Let the broken hearted speak

Let the broken hearted speak their mind
For yours is the incense of this time
Praise the shadows, Praise the sun
Choose the harrowing winding path

Never easy, never shy
Never one to wonder why
Caught in a web of trickling time
Never stopping to play with the sullen sand

Smash the tables, smash the food
Smash the solemn graven mood
For I saw the rapture, covered in bliss
Too close to touch, too far to cry

When I pour off a cliff in your arms
You let me fall, you let me shine
When death seems certain you draw near
And whisper nothing into my ear

How the silence shames!
It pokes and prods my burning heart
Living a dream, never to awake
Perpetual nightmare wakes me inbetween

Afraid of lines and curves to come
The bell never rings, the sun never dies
Once again caught in an array of webs
Spun by the finest of chilling lies

Behold the life of rhetorical rhymes
Life gets up and fashionably flies
Over the moon, over a house
Over to the plush orange speaking tree


Here I am lying in wait
The tick of the clock on comfort to go by
When I get the noise of sirens
I fight the urge to fly on, up into the sky

Grant me peace, my favourite Lord
Allow me peace to rectify reason
Cloudy judgement makes judgement fair
By revealing the coin in your hand

So if this pain should take me now
Turn it into a ball
Throw it at the nearest soul
Who hitched along for a ride

Gates open wide into the forest
Final test of time
Do you dare to run when walkers rule
The omnipresence of my other life

Down to the cellar I retreat
Bandage wounds and find some wine
I will heal but need a change
From the scalding burn of trapped city lies

Breathe me know
Know my name
Shout it from the rafters
If I should fail myself
Grab my wings and let me convalesce

Spread out wide, wings of hope
Spread out wide, wings of truth

Give your injection, just above the ear
Don’t worry about the hurt you will cause
Find me a reason to not love everyone
In a world that is created by whom?

Show your true face, I command
Show your true face, I will find you

Singing dance of long gone by
Drag me with the wind
In my heart you find pain, but
In my head you find the will to life

Creation of will

Who brought the storm instead of rain
a beating drum, a beating chest
who brought the will instead of pain
who gave the air power to breathe

Lying in summons of no one
while I rest my head on your rock
Let me slide into a time
where confusion and prayer weren't so ashamed

Where are they now?
My friends that solemn last
I take a dose of love
and spread it all around

Do not discount my spinning mind
inside lies answers to another time
yes it will be good, yes the sorrow burns
yes i will be waiting when life returns

Frozen in a lake of forebearer's tears
pouring out my heart off the cliff
In creeps shadow, in creeps doubt
and leaves the guilt behind

But what if i was right?
But what if they are not ready for my time?
I cross my arms to protect my chest
that bellows out for a long lost friend

Feeble sickles hack the wheat
spinning yarns from side to side
looking up to see the light
from the sun, not from your eyes

Breathe a breath of a thousand dreams
Let me lie in baths of solace
engage me with a heart that shines
and leaves the rain behind

Living Flesh of My Life

A piercing blue stare awaits me
in the morning as I sit on your shore.
It was the sun,
reflected off the deepest pocket of azure sky.
I await in your arms,
and cry out to heaven your name.
A seraph with a trumpet once came,
assuring me the mellow sound of
brass and wind,
will not sound until you leave me.
This will hurt so I pray
using your lips and tongue as my soul
and your smiling face as my wave.

Be gone! all doubles of self!
For the test of time is now
and the wind brings sweet songs
and smells from no other land than ours.

Entwined in bed, wanton rise
In love at the table, behave right so
there is a man in the snow,
and a man in the sun

Turn your autumn shade toward me
and let me lie
with the living flesh of my life
to comfort me until death

sordid mind

Forgive the contusions of the mind
but there is a hammer that lashes
down for a blow
down for a blow
leaving some senseless
leaving some serene

Forgive the hammer
it was the anvils fault
praise the almighty aura
that saved you from the grave

What do I do?
What do I do?
frozen mid-stride at full-sprint
look of fear fixed upon your face
array of options pulled apart in your chest

Living the moment
is not the perfect dream
when caught in time with a world of brochures
selling the perfect lie and dream

I chose mine!
I chose mine!
do not leave me in waste
I was promised a never-ending dream
and was sent a sleepless dream

Forgive the contusions of the mind
but there is a hammer that lashes
down for a blow
down for a blow
leaving some senseless
leaving some serene

Who is King?

The angel of light spoke to Man
"trust and love your heart,
follow the mind
lose the shadow"

For what makes a precocious mind
bleed over the paper that
reads for himself?
sanity in question, never to allow

Enter realms of transcending light
wood to stone, glass to horror
one path diverges into six
each with a different soul to sell...

"Here I am! forget God and
enjoy carnal pleasures!"
"Here I am! take the road most trodden,
the soil is soft and fertile!"

"Kill the others!
Come with me, take my hand!"
"Forget them, they know what they do,
follow me in past the eye..."

"Forget all, come this way,
we can pretend to be magicians"
"...
..."

The sixth who was the third
spoke none at all,
but a gothic archway
led to an elaborate catholic church

The eagle perpetually stands tall
symbols come seeping out of the stone
before you realise this is not a religious place
but a gateway to unknown psyche