Rust Heart

The time has come, again, at last
To stare upon a visage of the past
Seen through eyes, damp, grim
Brought about by nostalgic whim

Essence unchanged and all’s fate unmade
Bringing back bitter feelings never allayed
To think I cared so much, so often
Only for you to betray our love, unbegotten

Sitting now in this dilapidated place of old
Sun’s gone now – replaced by a gnawing cold
Freezing waves lap upon this haunting place
Shivering inside, conjuring images of your smiling face.

Finalities

The mass of corpses shiver and sweat
Their bloated husks oozing, paying the final debt
Rancid rotting flesh and black broken dreams
Splintered bones and shattered hearts, gone are life’s sacred streams

The exuberant joy once treasured now long gone away
Replaced by an empty void – Putrid proof of death’s final say
Desiccated dust and awful ash billowed and strewn
In the end, the pawn and the king share the same tomb.

What was Once and Now Nevermore

Through meandering halls and ancient walls,
Past empty displays and abandoned cafés,
Arcane silver light through cracked glass panes,
Whispers in the wind of people long gone.
Through the mist of time clear memories chime.
Unbidden they rise, ringing true amongst the lies.
A final bastion of light against the everlasting night.