Mad Existence

 

The night at its stillest

Lie at deep rest

In darkness at its dreariest.

Something in the halls stirred

More sensed than heard.

To my feet I took

Prowling a would be crook

Intending to steal a look.

The feeling impossible to fight

That something was all but right.

Naught crossed eye nor touched an ear.

"Oh dear," I laughed "What did I fear?"

Clearly, naught as I pierced the drear.

Though I was not alone

I felt it in every bone.

Something wicked dwelled the shadows.

Felt the noose dangle on the gallows,

Swaying in ghostly winds through the hallows.

Pulling ever so tight

In the dark of night.

Every step on nails driving deep,

Hunting down some invisible creep

That had compromised my keep.

Fear; my will bled

All sound but pounding heart dead.

Made my way to where my love still lie.

Candlelight but a subtle sigh

Whispering a death cry.

A shadow darker than sin

Tore my beloved from her skin.

That grin etched in my head.

As it left her there dead.

Remember how the darkness bled.

Still I hark the silence

That drove me to this mad existence.

© Jerry Langdon 2017

Comatose Nightmare

The shadows which fall
O'er land and vale,
Circle twere they derelict walls.
Echoes in the silence hail
Mountains rise,
Terrors rain,
Blackened skies.
Omen of pain.
Algorithmic rhymelessness;
Can't make head nor tails.
The clock ticks timeless,
Upon these distraught trails.
Raven encaged,
Wings spread,
Tongue enraged,
Speech dead.
Oh what slithering beast
That dareth to feast
'pon unspoken words in wait?
It lieth luring bait
'fore unleashing from lung.
Venom which lames the tongue.
Silenced in dismal dream.
Heart dancing death's flamenco.
Mind deafend by muted scream.
The darkness won't let go.
Locked away w'out key.
Prisoner in my mind's maze
Darkness and madness plaguing me.
I fade to this etheral haze.
Drown in Morpheus' ichor.
Swim in the deep end of nevermore.
Sink in my heart's wordless song.
Uncertain what is wrong.
Am I dead and dreaming, or dreaming I'm dead?
Naught can answer my distraught head.
© Jerry Langdon 2017

Hiraeth! My dear

The state of my heart
In ineffable when we are apart.
I perish on the inexpressible
Sehnsucht that makes me cripple.
The saudade pains that weight.
Served misery on life's plate.
  Hiraeth! My dear
 Is death near?
 Hiraeth! My dear
 I shall not fear.
Stones that pave my path
Jagged and bleed of aftermath.
Homeless without my heart's desire.
Lost to the Black Sun's fire.
From the face of earth; clipped.
Lost and from life; stripped.
 Hiraeth! My dear
 Is Death near?
Sehnsucht is loneliness undefinable.
Mourn; saudade pain undeniable.
Hiraeth is my ineffable feelings.
Wordless heart in search of healings.
That can only mend with you,
No other will ever do.
 Hiraeth! My dear
 I need you here.
© Jerry Langdon 2017