Eclipse begs beasts bays: Chaos and Havoc
as the scheming plots a clock, e'er so close.
Ill sprites hover and bobble ... spasmatic
entities let loose their suffering throes.
Screams and wails are a precursor outbreak
of the cavernous peel that the master--
is nigh--and that the hellish host bewake,
yond slithered pets whip, for the taskmaster.
Becalm, bestilled, beware forevermore,
whilst the knell toils its toll and the uncoiled
hast sprung a boy no more behind the door,
third strike's out a poise shadows earth, turmoiled.
Minute passage as minutes flash a fear,
fourth nil toil nexus whence hell domineer.
Fear, cuts like a knife will go through you like a spear.
It's really ***** how it will adhere, and make you cry many a tear, even ruin your career it won't let you out of first gear.
And it makes it perfectly clear that it will appear during your premier.
Because fear is an insincere engineer, which will try to domineer but only if you let it cohere. Then it takes away your cheer and will replace it with drear.
So don't stay in your sphere, be a pioneer and get a change of atmosphere. Try it for a year then watch your fear disappear and get that feeling of, All Clear.
All these days I never dare quitted,
From endurance to sacrifices I didn't demanded,
With a veil of tears that drowned me,
Pain and griefings slowly killing me,
Still... my faith in you domineer my being,
Because I love you and I'm not just dreaming.
My heart blinded me as everybody dwells,
I became as though a deaf before their very eyes,
But deep inside me desperation canopied me,
Kneeling before God, I need to be free,
Goodbye is the hardest word to utter,
Pointless affection has to end 'cos you're not my lover.
Goodbye...you're not worthy as my man...
had a quick look over your work my dear
your acting the jerk is now crystal clear
even though you are in your 78th year
away from rhyming you could not steer
pull that stick from out of your rear
rhyming's not law, we don't have to adhere
change gear, cheer, down a root beer
place a finger in your cauliflower ear
and stop deluding yourself, you are no pioneer
throwing your intellectual spear so chevalier
quit thinking in rhyme you domineer
step out of your dusty cerebellum sphere
give the kids back their style, don't smear
folks like you make it suck around here
I was immersed in an impervious imagination
of these frail flowers feigning a feel of freedom
I watched their wings whirling in whoredom
Impious, they are implanted with impinged impetus
A dignified dust, decorated and dubbed a domineer
Yet they decided to be detritus on a detour, detrained.
Thronged by thick thorny thoughts, theme and thrust
On a throne of thistles, ever thrilled by thralldom,
Pots parading potpourri, they preen in power pomp,
positioned in a plain, poisoned, they prey on the potter,
O where did you wield those wings of woeful wisdom;
to trail the terrain that will only twist and tame you.
A dust you are, drunk and drenched with delusion
Deluged by derisory dream in the domain of darkness,
you drill and drink from the dust you did not designed
O dignified dust, your destiny is but dross and dust.
Devious: you devise deviltry with the devoiced dusts,
With a magmatic mind, mutinous against your marker
Your beauty, brain and brawns will soon get broken,
And you will be drowned in the dust you dignified…
2 bodies lie.
on the top of the bed
with sheets a mess,
the demon kissed her neck
and the innocent other delicately undressed.
his quiet love
now asleep.
in the warmth of the night
she can hear her domineer breathe.
and still feels that gentle touch
the hand that brushed
and traced her cheek.
he's fully filled
her empty frame.
now holds one demon put to rest
transferred poison deep in her veins
and left nightmares to beat in her chest
pulsing his heart to burn into her breast.
she shouldn’t know
she still submits
so sick.
so sick
and slick.
Within us all two aspects domineer
Our natural manner and it's veneer
A beautiful melodic chance to enhance the ear
so sincere you shed a tear so severe you back it up like a domineer
but music is not just what you can hear
it sums up all of beauty, all art in motion
like the sound of the weltering waves of an ocean
an enticing novel with an addicting notion
like the sway of a woman's walk showing so much emotion
music is art-art is beauty-music is anything you look at to admire
exagerate goals to aspire, a passionate kiss to look up to eyes of fire
a soul mate's touch to inspire
as two become one in the best way to perspire, music
to hear, to touch, a sight an infamous might, music
the canarous dance of a butterfly when their wings dawdle
ketchup's lingering trip down the bottle
to your beautiful body i can't wait to fondle
your face to your utter essence, music in my life
making me smile in times of strife
keeping me at the end of my wits, sharper than a knife
you are music, my words are music, music all around
with each touch it glistens
so remember with music
you must do much more than listen