A deadly silence,
Shrieks into my ears.
The music of the rain,
I could have felt,
Had you been here.
Reminiscences of,
A phase back in time.
Two mates, like
Sworn brothers in arms.
Tales of our glory,
Days of our prime.
Where are you now?
Gone without a trace!
For too long, may I say.
With unshakeable hope,
I wait here nevertheless.
It’s been an unending night,
Without you my friend.
But I raise this toast,
To a life of bliss for you.
And the hope of meeting again.
Amen!
With a 1/12
probability,
Only one had to resent home,
For the hypothesis,
To come undone.
And yet here we are,
12 /12 have done it
now.
The reclusive master,
Smiles at last, and
how!
His absence construed,
As weakness by lesser
ones,
The lives they’ve
breathed,
Allowed by him, for once.
The cuffs of the material
world,
Only he can evade.
No one else can lead
you there,
In his embrace, must rest
your head.
Fuck all the good inside
of you.
The only fact that
keeps you alive,
Is that, no matter
where you go,
You will eventually end
up being mine.
But then, here’s this
one,
Always mine, but yet so
sad.
So close, yet apart,
Like those chambers of the
heart.
I conclude stories once
I see a happy face,
Nothing else I ask for.
And even if I let my
heart run wild for you,
No one will ever know
it; no one has before.
Never doubt my
abilities dear, just ask,
I am as pervasive as
time.
If I say there be peace
bestowed on world,
Peace becomes your
right divine.
