Hiraeth are the flames of my tomorrow haunted by the past,
Lands of Epicaricacy begging for your time and harboured torment,
There is an abditory beyond the grave,
I have no need for Pavid Souls afraid to become and to live.
These are my phantasmal reveries which steal my soul and dirge,
Caught in a feral cage of Habromania where nothing is as it seems,
I have no need for your bloodletting limerence full of delusions of grandeur,
Lugubrious is the Schizophrenic paradise of those who fail to feel and understand.
Following the pedestals of your abhorred Ignominy,
The Nemesism of days here seems to have no end,
As the Draconian hands of lost time seem to take everything and everyone away,
Obscuring our meaning and truth before the last of the world ends.
I have crossed beyond the Orphic Thresholds and burnt all my bridges,
Soon all the yeasayers come to collect your ashes and usurp your name,
As the Naysayers come to meet you at the crossroads of their last minutes of existence,
There is nothing more to forgive or forget here......But to transcend and carry on,
We are the Desiderium for the aeonian and ineffable beyond our words and souls.
As the smithereens of our memories are cast into the unfolding Abyss,
Are we nothing but shadows and dust amongst the words left unsaid?
Unfettering your mortal charge from the wolves of fate and the servants of human chagrin,
We spent our lifetimes in Velitation loosing sight and control of ourselves....... © John Restrepo
Photograph credit goes to the Photographer
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