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Sleepless Minotaur 1 </a>
My eyes are heavy,
My breath shallower
By every heart beat,
My mind is numb,
Yes I must sleep.
Yet something stirs
Dead within me,
It's my restless soul,
It seeks to destroy all.
With my war hammer
I hunt down ghosts,
Chopping their tormented
Souls to please mine.
I charge at nighmares
for they are lazy.
Gore demons to heaven,
Their blood flowing over
The tainted angels wings,
My fiery breath as a storm,
Ravaging the heavens above
The earth below and
All of the hells within.
My scream echoes through
the whispering storms,
Just as my cries feel
the night with dread,
I raise my sword high
and cut myself open,
only to bleed the souls
of all the consumed virgins
and destroyed unborns.
My tears are blood pains
of the butchered heroes,
and my sorrow is just
the screams of widows.
As my life slips away
I hear the gods,
They are laughing
rejoicing at my demise,
with my last breath
I soar to the heavens
and slay the gods,
their screams as wild
as their wicked laugh.
Yet all I see is me,
In every face I split,
Every heart I crush,
All bones I break,
My face stares back
and my fears return,
I wait for death,
as it grips me
I scream out wildly,
They think I'm afraid
and they are right,
I fear reincarnation
I slip into the underworld,
Blood,pain and gore,
endless suffering...
eternal missery....
where else can a
Sleepless minotaur be.
Here I am happy.
Then I scream,
I try to hold on,
I'm wrenced away,
I'm awake, reincarnarted.
Please let me sleep
I do not belong here,
The underworld awaits,
The sleepless minotaur
THE SLEEPLESS MINOTAUR
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Sleepless Minotaur 2 </a>
My wounds appear shallow
Yet I bleed quiet deep,
The heart is drained of blood
And the veins are empty.
My own soul
Sucks me dry,
It swallows all hope,
eats up all possibilities
Be they encouraging.
My Destiny is fixed,
I shall not perish
Nor will I ever be born
The promises of rebirth
Are tempting yet not.
How I can ever live
For I faced death,
It came to claim me
And I slaughtered it,
I recall its face
The disbelief…
(How can he do this)
The shock..........
(I am death, I can’t die)
The end............
(Somebody help me)
More than all
I remember the relief,
(I’m free from claiming lives)
The burden.........
(Now it’s your turn)
(You will suffer as I have)
(For all of eternity)
I remember my war hammer,
Rising up and deep in Death
It screamed with delight,
The hammer sunk deep.
From within deaths soul
All the claimed souls
Were released to Lucifer.
Now I wonder........
Should I claim them back,
For I have released them.
I lift my war hammer
And charge into the inferno,
To claim the souls from Lucifer
He can not have them
The moon howls.......
The sleepless minotaur
THE SLEEPLESS MINOTAUR
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Sleepless Minotaur 3 </a>
40 lifetimes ago
That is when he came,
He was just a mortal
Yet he came to me,
He came to challenge me.
Even now I can see him,
He shattered the barrier
Stubbornly breaking through,
He forced his way into HELL.
Where all desire to leave
He fought to get in.
My minions...........
I can still hear them screaming
Surprised at the pain,
Shocked to feel pain,
Terrified of the pain
Even more of HIM,
For he inflicted it,
They were demons
IMMORTALS.
They died screaming.
Last they saw
WARHAMMER.....
SHATTERING.......
TEARING...............
DESTROYING.......
SMASHING............
Their souls.
Hades
My Arch Prince.
His self shattered,
His soul destroyed.
His last words
Screaming in pain,
“LUCIFER SAVE ME”
Mere mortals,
Tormented souls
He completely ignored.
My children,
Evil immortals
He completely vanquished
My kingdom,
A house of terror
Filled with screams.
The walls around me
Whispering
“Your time has come”
First I saw,
WARHAMMER
Tearing through my being,
Forging pain into me.
First I heard
Voice
“Give my souls back”
Thundering
“I WANT MY SOULS”
Demanding
“WHERE ARE MY SOULS”
First I felt,
A sense of ease,
My self was ending
I was dying
“It can’t be”
A voice
“Lucifer....”
I looked..........
The door........
The door between my dungeon home
And the eternal paradise heaven,
Was open.......
“Take my hand”
An armada of Angels.
I took Jesus’s hand.
He rose towards me
Voice
“GIVE MY SOULS BACK.”
WARHAMMER
JESUS
ANGELS
MINOTAUR
A blinding light.
At last he was destroyed.
40 lifetimes later
The warhammer on my wall
A trophy more a reminder
DISBELIEF,
I blinked
FEAR,
The warhammer
GONE.
I heared screams,
I felt tremors,
A tortured voice
Bellowing in pain
“The sleepless minotaur”
“THE SLEEPLESS MINOTAUR”
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Tears of a Devil </a>
The sun runs west
Chanting............
"Thank God"
"Thank God"
"Thank God"
The moon peeks.......
looks around.........
Sighs with relief,
"The devil is not here!"
It calls out to the stars.
The stars twinkle galdly.
A fork,
pierces the depths,
of the night sky
Setting the sky alight.
The moon heads for
the blurry horizon
only to be cut open
by the cries of the
burning stars...........
As my fire consumes all
TEARS OF JOY
I look down
FALL FROM MY EYES
Towards the earth
MY TEARS FALL FAST
Mortals walk below
MY TEARS FALL FAST
Oblivious to my woes
MY TEARS FALL FAST
Ignorant to my pleas.
MY TEARS HIT THE GROUND
I raise my eyes upwards
IMPACT, TEARS EXPLODE
and I hear the sounds of life
TEARS SPLASH A MAN
life that was and never will be
MAN LIVES TERRIBLY EVER AFTER
life that I destroyed.
TEARS DISSIPATE
My gaze returns down
I RUINED A SOUL
What happened to my tears?
"Shame", I was hoping
to ruin someones life tonight
maybe tomorrow then.
The sun creeps up east
it mourns for the moon and stars
only if it knew about the man.
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The Storm </a>
Winds of freedom,
plummetting me to the ends
tossing me from peace to fear
destroying my existence
yet not deminishing me
more as letting me suffer
as the storm whips my heart
tearing it to shreds
which regenerate to a soul
the one I lost when I ate my body
As the soul stares to life
It demands a body
yet there is only one body
we can not share
"Everyone to his own"
I scream at it
Then I realise with shock
I am the soul
Then who is in my body
Or is it my body?
I jump at the body
fighting to get in,
With success at hand
the storm arises,
"Let me in"
I scream out,
Then it dawns on me
That wasn't me screaming
It was the soul
struggling to enter the body
The storm arises!!!
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Buy a Heart </a>
Words said so carelessly
Thought worded so playfully
Emotions expressed so easily,
Only if you knew
For everyword I hang on,
With every thought I die,
Now and again I live
Yet mostly I am dead.
Beliefs of a child
Shattered by reality.
Hopes of a lover
scorched by the sun.
Now I walk outside
with my heart in one hand
And my soul in my pocket.
I stand by the corner
Do you want to buy my heart
You get a soul for free?
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Here & There </a>
The distance is there
I could conquer it
yet how do u kill a mile?
is it destructible?
I should hope so
cause if not then.......
Yet I know this much
Be it here and there
Be wherever you are
I will be here
Go now and leave all
As u know that
I will find you,
I will be here and there
I will be waiting.
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Scum of the Earth </a>
You walk with me
Love in your voice
Care in your touch.
I walk up straight
Pride in my strides
Bounce in my steps.
I promised forever
You promised eternity
We guaranteed infinity.
I love you dearly
You love me deeply
We love seriously.
I crawl the earth
As I scavenge the world
For I'm "scum of the earth"
Thinks your mother........
SCUM OF THE EARTH
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Message to a Friend </a>
"Mpumeleo The name is a song"
These are the words I saw
From here a friend there
It was more of a connection
Expressed with words
Across the digital link
We met as strangers
One move on a chessboard
No wait
It was one click of a mouse
yes it moved a chess piece
just as it strengthened the bond,
could have been the word on the screen
could it have fodged the friendship,
electronics they say
some say world wide web
while others sleek it WWW
and most improvise the net.
Now I stare at the match
an old chess match
never finished
thinking to myself
where are the words
where is the click
then I realised
I have them right here
I only have to click here
And they will surely return
Now I think
It is quiet funny
Even without them
I can still see the respect
The respect of old friends.
Now I will claim them back
I will arise and get them
they were my friends,
am I to lose them to worries
am I to give them up for depression
I need friends to live
and I Have friends.
I have clicked
I have typed,
They will click
They will type.
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