I am beset on all sides
I came forth to the cleansing light of the Sun
Lo and behold it smote me most harshly.
Where now art my cunning?
Where now art my musing?
I heeded them not
Therefore I was cast down
Beleaguered and shown to the proud world
All gazed at me and judged me with their unknowning eyes.
Indeed I desired to be other than I was
I was naked as was the fool king in his invisible cloak.
Light sprang from the bowels of Tenebris
It's essence merely an illumination.
Am I reborn?
Am I reformed?
Nah! for I am and always will be
The beginning and the end
The within and the without
The everywhere and everywhen
When it comes to be or Not to be, I am
I shall look up on those times and curse them
Let not light shine before thee
You are one with the deep Stygian
Umbral
I shall endure for all eternity
Aye!
The Wamphyri Lords of the olden Starside
They had the truth of it
Anonymity is synonymous with Longevity
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Author:
Skullguise (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 19th, 2024 15:53
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Great write
I'm flattered 😊
Some recognizable similarities to past texts and old style indeed. A fun read.
Thank you 🙏🏾
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