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She lies still

She lies still in her bed
a bier of forgotten memories
no stranger to death
she sleeps, dreamless
porcelained skin shining
upon red satin sheets
the call of blood ever grows
stirring from within
waiting for the sun to sleep
for the night is her master
and he beckons from the shadows

-The Elusive Scribe 03082017-

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Death

Your lips that kiss cold cheeks tonight
shall be a boon to soul seeking its rightful home,
upon the heaven where freedom lies
from flesh and all its earthly ties.

Your hands shall beckon from the darkness
souls seeking rest,
from their weary travels upon this earth,
and by your leave they’ll go on a final trip
to a place where they once belong.

-The Elusive Scribe 091613-

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Death of a Dream

 

No sorrow pierces my heart,
as a dream dies inside of me.
Should I mourn its passing
knowing that it was you
who caused its demise?

No tears fall from my eyes,
as I bury it beneath the waves
of memories I want to forget
that keep on crashing relentlessly
against the walls that protect me.

No words escape my lips
as I watch my dream disappear.
Dead and should be forgotten
no point in lingering
just wasting time in hoping
that the dream that died within
was the one that could have lasted.

-The Elusive Scribe 080513-

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Tribute

You were gone before your time, your dreams never
realized.
Such a sad ending to a happy life, until now it still
makes me cry.
Things could have been different if you were here,
you would have been married with kids on each knee.
Or we could have been playing during the weekends,
me as Rei and you as Kei and we’ll battle with ghosts
alternately.
Or we could have been watching movies, The Hobbits,
Expendables or even Resident Evil.
Knowing you, however, we’ll probably be watching
Despicable Me or another animated movie.
I wouldn’t mind because it means you’re here with
me.
But fate is a cruel mistress and she has taken you so
suddenly.
Each passing day is hard, even harder for mom and
dad.
But don’t you worry dear brother, we’re coping still.
Your absence is always felt, there’s no doubt about it.
But we’ll always remember the happy times, and your
one-in-a-million smile,
and let it comfort us as even through dark times.
And although another year has passed that you’re not
here with us,
I’ll still be wishing you a happy birthday, dear brother,
for you will always be with me.

-The Elusive Scribe 071613-

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Constance Dreaming

 

Constance dreaming in a dreamless world,
the usual humdrum never bothering her,
buzzing, bleating, bloating and bleeding,
around her the world is decaying,

Constance dreaming of lush valleys dotted with
blooms,
of butter colored skies that deepen to golden hue,
of oceans dipped in the bluest of blue,
around her a living and breathing world.

Constance dreaming of a world forgotten,
and in her silent repose she is smiling,
she sleeps with an innocence in a world of malice,
never waking but constantly dreaming.

-The Elusive Scribe 022313-