Time's immortal hands ..

TylerHathaway

 Reluctantly..doth..come  the dawning light ..and hands upon face and pendulum doth sway ...mournful ....soonest shall mine own wings take flight ..and I shall take then of my leaving ...deepest regret doth it awash my soul .knowest I that in truth mine own heart shall ne'r mend and cease to beat in merriment of knowing love once more ...loneliness doth pretence my creative hand and I draw many a word finesse upon the night ..so tis seeming of finality ..that hath my Raven beauty flown far from me ...and I reside within mine own lost soul ..
Thereto hath I not of decorative verse .or mayhap phrase of emotion beyond that of dismay ..sweet demonic torment I bid thee taketh mine own heart from my bosom .and shatter imprisoned hope..that inner light of hope , the flame be extinguished, that it ner burn within mine own soul er'more
For am I as naught within the hand of fate , mine own destiny doth it confuse and confound , ney not ere a woman shall again touch mine own essence as that of my Raven of Black .....and thence shall I plunge mine ownself into abyss of miseries ..for thou were mine own reasoning ..

Celtic Raven  aka Tyler Hathaway 

  • Author: TylerHathaway (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2017 14:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments6

  • willyweed

    sound like you read a lot of Poe's work or are writing to us from centuries gone by ... jk
    I love Poe and this is good too! Are you Irish? I know you're not really a raven ...nice work dude ww

    • TylerHathaway

      Thank you my friend Poe does inspire me yes and I am Irish Romany ...I love to write I just place words as I feel they belong thanks so much for your kindness

      • willyweed

        Well write on my brother I should like to read a bit more from you and I will check you page while I'm waiting ? I love to be ridiculous so don't mind that? WW

      • 2 more comments

      • Tony36

        Great write

      • Augustus

        Oh a Celtic raven, our winged dark spirit. I shudder thy sad tidings and pray thee find sustenance to resume your noble state. Enjoyed.

        • TylerHathaway

          Ah tis said that verily doth ye knowest and brush stroked sadness upon canvas darkest ..emotion doth become the pallet upon which one doth create such shadowed gems .that stone which doth posses of its own illuminate ..and beauty which darest ne'r to bare utterances

        • Augustus

        • Augustus

          Sorry, could not,resist.

        • TylerHathaway

          You're welcome lol



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