Chaos symphony

Lorenz

I write about the violence of silence

dissident forces ,the conspiracy .

With the flash of dagger's blade 

and  the mad dog's fury ...

I long for this bipolar incandescence .

I hope for this barbarian island 

swept by erratic stone winds ...

 Wound of  unfulfilled desire 

beyond carnal boundaries 

 and criminal  impulses...

 In letters  of night and mist 

I draw on the walls 

 of sleeping cities 

 the word that emerges 

from the guts of chaos 

unleashing the anger of the Titans !

You ! Father of false believers ,

ungodly sheeps and poor thieves !

 Your dress will be torn off ,

and naked on the main square ,

you will run amid  jeers ,

taunts  and  spittles !  

 The demented feasting 

at the holy table 

with the creatures of midnight ,

sharing the indecent  chalice .

 Knee down and blaspheme 

in the tongue of Babel ! 

 emptiness is the sepulchre of times,

  Holy is thy name great sulphurous ! 

Led your people to the dark crematoria

where crops flourish on mass grave...

 I would go back into that bottomless pit,

meditating on the beauty of bonfires .

 The name of the gods errased 

 from the amnesia of the memory .

  My chains finally broken ,

I will throw myself into the sacred fire...

  

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: August 26th, 2025 10:30
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 10
  • Users favorite of this poem: Ellen Marsell, Sealgair
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  • sorenbarrett

    Dark and death oriented this poem speaks from the shadows. A religion of a sort. Well spoken

    • Lorenz

      A mix twilight of gods under a neo - punk style !

      • sorenbarrett

        Now that is quite a mix

      • Ellen Marsell

        The poem is close to the spirit of prophetic poetry and full of apocalyptic energy. A black mass, where echoes of Nietzsche and Artaud can be heard.

        • Lorenz

          You must possess this chaotic force within you to make the stars dance to the symphony of the cosmic void .

        • Sealgair

          The text sounds like a clap of thunder breaking into the darkness, or like a strange, dark song of liberation.

          Darkly mesmerizing.

          • Lorenz

            A liberating imprecation !



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