
Amor es MortalisAmor es Mortalis by ~Mellowrage
His purblind life, that chaotic swirl,
of madness, his Erebian realm,
gained vision, her theian glance,
divinely human, to that hollow shell,
now filled, not stuffed;
With conscience anew,
Whose actions defined no heaven, nor hell,
Her joy bound righteousness, in sin her sorrow;
Her smile, it pricked his heart,
A deeper shade, he bled,
That new found rose he held;
Arrows to the immortal heel,
Her sorrow struck him helpless,
Like the son in prayer,
To bear father's pain,
Whose mortal cause, faced Achillean wrath;
No angel, not perfect,
She was flawed, for him,
As he, for her;
Darkness purged, an infant world,
Night less sle

InsomniaInsomnia by ~Mellowrage
Silence.
Inaction, an overwhelming lethargy,
Breakneck flight to utopian peace,
Senses slipping, blurry motion
Random greyness, uniformly suffused,
Strained heartbeat, a monotonous lull.
Hiatus.
The crushing calmness, an impending doom,
Madness, a burst of red,
Flurried search for senseless solution,
Adrenaline surge to the edge , abyss.
The blind leap.
Sentience.

ReminiscenceReminiscence by ~Mellowrage
In golden glow of the fading sun,
The soothing touch of the twilight breeze,
Ruffled autumn's leaves so pale, so dun;
And in moments note, present did cease
The warmth of the sun I could no more feel,
The twilight breeze now did not last,
my sight did blur as if veiled;
Witness, I did, scenes of past,
In painful detail and joyous precision,
Tears of longing and pain I shed,
Laughed too, now in unison,
Thus these visions in pace sped,
For the twilight breeze rustled not just leaves,
my memories too,it set in motion;
thus sat I reminiscing alone,
Memories, bound in a melancholic tone.