WiND

The wind told me to beware,

the darkness of her hair.

Where the light ends and love dies,

and lust prevails with lies.

The light unveiled her white sin,

the glow of her marbled skin.

Drowning to the song of the Siren,

like the moth to the fire.

A vision of Innocence:

Her divine comedy,

My divine tragedy.

Nostalgia

Memories of a distant whisper,

converge with my garden's breeze.

Towards the stars above the white Throne,

I am the hawk that flies alone.

I left flowers everywhere I've been,

plenty have wilted but some still bloom.

Their scent is all that is left,

of joyful times and tearful smiles.

Memories of a distant whisper,

converge with my garden's breeze.

As I hover towards my white Throne,

I am the hawk that flies alone.

DReaMaRe

I have a dream,

tinged with gold and

laced with silver.

Of a land with crimsom sunsets

and the bluest skies.

I have a dream,

wounded by doubt and

plagued with uncertainty.

An island of eternal solitude

and masked death.

I have a dream,

sweetened with nightmare

and the absence of laughter.

Of moonless nights

and blackened skies.

The Bridge and the Abyss

Unreachable road,

a single butterfly flies the path.

Like mother of pearl it shines,

under the full moonlight.

Over the golden river,

crowned with scented flowers,

guarded by invisible towers,

barring the way, I shiver.

A crystal bridge on the edge,

a guide to immortal lands.

I'm left at the abyssal ledge,

Searching for an another road in the sands.

Cuando Estoy Solo

A veces, cuando estoy solo,
Cuando siento que ya nada importa,
Cuando mil preguntas invaden mi alma.
Cuando me pregunto si estarás pensando en mi,
Si estarás pensando en volver,
Si volver fuera lo correcto.

A veces, cuando estoy solo,
Cuando siento que ya nada importa,
Desearía tener una esperanza,
Y abrazarla y no dejarla ir,

Y abrazarte y no dejarte ir.....

Quiero

Decorarte en estrellas,
y vestirte de Luna.
Y con el rojo del amanecer,
te dibujaré en arena.

As We Danced

The full moon waned that night,
as we danced through dreams of light.
And the world became just a mirage,
when I was holding Her reality in my arms.

My Moons

Two ethereal moons dancing
above me, different shades of pale
contrasted them, unfocused and dim.

Both are leaving for a better world
beyond, almost at once they're about to disappear
forever, once outshining Sol.

Both I loved and lost leaving only
a memory, that still as fresh as it is,
haunts me every night at dreams.

Fearing them fading away, leaving
only darkness behind...

Lady in White

Hovering above the misty hills,
Shadows playing behind Luna's gaze.
The silvery mountains nobody sees,
Arrange and form a ghostly-blue maze.

A Lady in white follows through,
Wandering endlessly, only searching.
For at the end of the road she looks,
A Love that can fill the emptiness within.

Dreamed Memories

The memory of your lips,
the memory of your touch,
I had dreamed of them before.

The endless strawberry kiss,
the blazing warmth of your heart,
I had dreamed of them before.

The smile you gave me after,
almost stopped my fleeting heart.
Your embrace melted my soul.

Memories burnt in my heart,
Dreams I will forever have.

Butterfly

A fluttering Butterfly,
amidst my Moonlit garden.
Multicoloured wings, ablaze,
sparkling fire all around.

Inflamed, a pale shade of red,
warmly washing the cold walls.
The icy loneliness, exiled.

I watch Her wings from afar,
scared of a sudden move shall
make of Her, just a mirage.

I await the night She'll come
and rest her flight on my hand.
'Til then, I'll savour her Light.

Claire de Lune

A marbled choir of Angels,
Shadowed by the Full Moon's Muse.
Her Reign, argent vast wonders,
Pillaging darkness with pride.

She brought a lance of Moonlight,
Piercing through the lightless veil.
Oh! Shining Muse, heed my cry:
Smite this emptiness within!

A single Nightmare lingers,
Clawing with razor sharp nails:
As far and high as thou are,
Blatant silence drowns my pleas.

¿Descubriré mi corazón
o presumiré los colores
de mi caparazón?

Ausencia

Su sonrisa iluminaba mi vida,
su risa perpetuaba la inocencia.
El cabello negro como la noche,
la piel, blanca como la luna.

Maremotos de caricias inundan mis recuerdos,
Ni el viento iguala su suavidad.
Su mirada, refrescante como la lluvia,
Su amor, inmenso como el mar.

Siempre tan bella como una flor,
con su aroma a jazmín, me envenenaba.
Como una nube me protegió,
como una nube se perdió.

Haiku.010

Luna left the sky,
Creeping darkness left behind.
Shattered dreams, red tears.

Haiku.009

Haunting Juno moon,
returns blasting coldness through.
Darkness veiled by Light.

Throne of Tragedy

By: John Henrik Svaren "Tragediens Trone"

Hear! From this day forth,
Are the heights of Ho'reb broken,
And the sea of sulphur - ice.

And Blasphemy!
In Heaven's chambers,
Souls have fled their halls,
And closed was the Book of Life.

And behold!!
The great, white Throne,
Black with sacred blood...

Alone

By Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were — I have not seen
As others saw — I could not bring
My passions from a common spring —
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow — I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone —
And all I lov'd — I lov'd alone —
Then — in my childhood — in the dawn
Of a most stormy life — was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still —
From the torrent, or the fountain —
From the red cliff of the mountain —
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold —
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by —
From the thunder, and the storm —
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view —

This poem by Poe, was introduced to me by the song of the same name by the Black/Avantgarde metal band Arcturus. The lyrics intrigued me, as they were beautiful and expressed clearly how I felt at the moment. I can still relate to the feeling to this day, and i think I always will...

Now, for the musical side of the poem, I tried to search for a video by Arcturus, and while it's not what I tried to find, this live act was all I could find. I prefer the 'studio' song but this will do, specially for all of you Hellhammer fans around the world.

Haiku.008

A bird sings at dawn,
The echoes answer its song.
A bird flies* alone...

Haiku.007

Can you feel the end?
Can you feel the cold? It's here,
Right in the middle.