Of Oblivion and Oceans of Stones

[Faerin Roy'Lexxin]

A lonely sweep of evening tides crushing upon the soul,
Crying out your name to the Heavens,
Screaming out my lungs until I asphyxiate on the wayward voice,
And realizing it is all for naught.
Your voice, your tone, resounding back in my mind as a thousand whispers,
Shards of memory piercing the walls of my soul until pain drowns the sobs?.
Bleeding; my lifeblood has turned to darkness,
Obsidian Rivers flowing from lips that taste of him.
Cursing myself, I turn away, and take up the dance,
Running with the Heathen Ones, begging for salvation in their corruption,
Desolate and irreconcilable to the horror that is the world.
The word ?Nothing? burns like ice upon the essence of the soul,
But Oblivion a promise long due.
?Shall we play across the road or down the street??
The creatures ask, their merriment clear in eyes of luminous beauty.
How can I refuse?
Let the river Lethe run until its course is dry and dead,
The dust of a thousand wasted breathes hissing along the somber grave.
My release, my love;
Take me from this place, lest I do something you will regret.


((Writer's note: ...Ever had one of those days when one is so very bored they decide to write something awful? Why yes. It is one of those days.))

[Demondragon]

I think it's rather good....Certainly not awful. You're very good with words.

[Stranger In Black]

To me it sounds like a dream. Or a dream that is a memory.

Then again this is just my opinion.

[Chakahlah]

I agree Stranger. it does sound like a dream that's a memory. That is really good writing Faerin. You have a hypnotic way of writing. It seems to be a gift given to few writers, but you definitly have it.

[Faerin Roy'Lexxin]

Thank you.

[Rez3]

Wow Faerin! That poem is... is... is... hmm... hard to use a single word to describe it... but, in short, it was amazing!!!

[Ramoth]

Well Faerin Roy'Lexxin this is very far from awful. It is rather intense, very good I like it.