375. The Noose

Once set into motion life continues unimpeded.

The bond of prophecy self-fulfilled,

Becomes the noose of the defeated.


You may struggle and the noose grow tighter: restricting breath…

Or calmly hold your hands to the line,

In-between desperation and death.

K. Aldaya, 11/26/16

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344. Random Thought #16


The graveyards remind me how far up I’ve come.

The headstones behind me: what years have become.

I still feel at home though can live beyond it.

My old catacomb now ‘lone…remains moonlit.

I hear the depths echo endless implores to return,

But not yet…not yet.

I’m here for you.  I won’t leave you now.

I’ve avowed to be with you.  My soul to endow,

To loving and staying…living on somehow.

I waited many a night next to the crypt,

That shadowed the light from dawns’ cup a-tipped.

Pouring jagged rays: sharp to cut through,

I turned back a-ways to solus I was used to;

And now I hear the depths echo endless implores to return,

But not yet…not yet.

K. Aldaya, ’05

Picture:  From Phantom of the Opera; http://fallenfay-l-h.tumblr.com/post/112922767865

203. The Vanished


Walking I once found a lair,

A lair so dank and bleak,

That every soul which did approach,

Vanished for none to seek.

No man or beast could e’er be found,

From out the door which stood.

Cloistered in a barren-world,

A world of thought and wood.

A world of selfishness and greed,

For perseverant were its’ beings,

In keeping out the door found where,

Life and death met like two streams.

Their eyes were closed as they walked,

So ignorance could still be bliss,

And as bodies floated by and by,

The bodies rose with a kiss,

Into the door to die.

K. Aldaya, 11/10/06

Picture:  Photographer Unknown; http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g99/DarkDewer/dark-forest-night-image.jpg