Arcana Posted August 21, 2016 #1 Share Posted August 21, 2016 (edited) The darkness ripples through buried memories That float to the surface on a conscious tide Meandering into streams of guilt laden woe Burning brains, submerged in acidic lakes of poison Those shadows in the darkness cast their shapes Clawing at bleeding wounds that refuse to heal Drowning their victims in a cacophony of silent screams Embracing and clinging with discomfort, in immortal decay Abandoned are those, with indifference for forgiveness It sinks them far below their deepest depths of despondency All hope fades therein, dwindling beneath those murky depths Where pitch black waves of sticky, resinous tar, are as webs to passing flies To seek no quarter from regret, whilst breathing their last breaths For time suffers not the tardy, as redemption crumbles to dust before them To be scattered by the winds of rue, then carried to sorrowful shores There to lay as grains of sand, on a beach of shameful penitence Be it the warm kiss of a Summer sun, or the cold sting of a Winter's morn Bathing in the light and shade that permeate each passing moment Choosing where to bask and linger, be it selfishness or compassion Let fate determine, whose scales be weighted down by hedonism They should take not for granted, that which is most precious The myriad of scattered, irreplaceable treasures, that glint unseen Awaiting the yawn of acceptance, as each new day awakens Dwelling where peace ignores conflict, in houses built of contentment To feel at one, completely belonging, walking not running Behind the past recedes, ahead the future beckons Breathing in each new challenge, expelling all doubts and fears So the light can shine brightly, to evaporate tears of remorse That which can not be altered, pools where sheltered by darkness Merging into streams, that ripple through a consciousness Patiently flooding a mind, thus tainting it from clarity Mindfulness is the dam, that subdues the tidal surge Time waits for none, though some may wait for time To cast its healing spell, before striving onward Time is as the tide, an unstoppable force that comes and goes As such, it is and will always be, like thoughts dripping through a mind Do they think, or do they think that they think As merest trickles of some collective conscience That sways to and fro, in battles for dominion When shielded from light, where darkness ripples © Edited August 21, 2016 by Arcana 6 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cloudshill Posted August 25, 2016 #2 Share Posted August 25, 2016 Excellent! 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Still Waters Posted October 12, 2016 #3 Share Posted October 12, 2016 I agree with Cloudshill 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arcana Posted October 12, 2016 Author #4 Share Posted October 12, 2016 On 25/08/2016 at 6:38 PM, Cloudshill said: Excellent! 7 hours ago, Still Waters said: I agree with Cloudshill Thank you very much Cloudy and SW 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JVG Posted October 29, 2016 #5 Share Posted October 29, 2016 Time waits for none, though time may wait for time. Time is unforgiving in its own time. 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arcana Posted November 1, 2016 Author #6 Share Posted November 1, 2016 On 29/10/2016 at 3:45 AM, JVG said: Time waits for none, though time may wait for time. Time is unforgiving in its own time. We think our time upon this land Slowly trickles like hourglass sand Each passing day forever lost Melted away like morning frost 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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