Madman Quoth...

Bleed the brain, my friends;
I may lie in sanity
when none comprehends...

Rhapsody Of Madness...

...And that was many suns ago
Beneath the dusk of stellar scripts
With fading stench of heaven's flow
And splitting of abysmal pits
Where rays the first of divine shows
And frays tortured solar eclipse
I watched your glows walk to and fro
To shine upon my silent lips...

...And many noon have faded soon
Beneath the wait of dimming beams
While sharing wine with boozy loons
As strippers danced upon my glimpse
Where seraphs play magical tune
To gratify their sickest schemes
I raced for boundless miles to moon
To catch the shadows of your dreams...

...And that was through garden of eves
Beneath the tease of pensive youth
While teaming with lechers and thieves
Gargoyles stood for impish-cahoots
Where nymphs await with lustrous sleeves
Until the mightiest dilutes
Shielded with thorns and clover-leaves
I broke arrows 'lil Cupid shoots...

...And that was through a twilight vale
Beneath the spread of nightly fire
With tearing of forsaken gale
Upon the dark of haunted shire
Where witches hum their wicked spells
To fume the dust of sacred pyre
I kissed the perfume of your smell
And doleful breeze of sins expired...

...And then it flowed from swooning oceans
Beneath the merge of orbits' height
With stray of stars in ceaseless motion
Upon the verge of thunderous sky
Where wizards roll with whole devotion
To poison soulful spirits' flight
I drank the blood of virgins' potion
And heard fading of saintly sigh...

...And that was endless wintry scents
Beneath the spread of vulture wings
With bowing bones of forked serpents
Upon the hunt of longing Springs
Where oozing dust of Autumn went
Through romping storm that Summer brings
I sought for hide inside your tent
To rest my wraith of nowhere king...

...For that was in your mirage-eyes
Beneath the draw of dream and real
With flashing glimpse of paradise
Upon your smile; where angels kneel
While demons died with lonesome sighs
And Godly wrists approach to heal;
Though countless stars shine vast of skies
Upon your height they're falling still...

Carpe Vitam...[Seize The Life]...

With two extremes,
One mind to bind;
Option it seems
With dark maligned
Enlightened glimpse
Slowly turns blind -
Bewildered screams
Till death reclined...

Heaven, Abyss -
Which shall I see?
In Earthly mist
I'm lost with glee;
Which shall I hit?
Which shall I miss?
Infernal pits
Or Divine spree?

"I'm bad - You're good":
This statement made,
Perhaps I would
Please mortal heads...
Let’s change the mood -
Now, what you've read?
"I'm bad! You're good?"
I'll faint instead...

Much to debate
With countless priests
Few to relate
In lack of gist
Though none can wait
To draw their fists
But who's to state
Of who's a theist?

Religion begs
On hungry streets
With broken legs
Till stenches meat
When faithless vague
Politics greets
Religion plagues
With God's defeat...

Mine eyes were awed
Till closing sight
As demons trod
For mortal fright
With angel-frauds
In heaven's plight
And God by God
Fell from their height...

Though holy books
And those who're saints
Label me crooked
To such, I ain't;
From them I took
A righteous paint
To draw this look,
Which none can taint...

Forgive me Lord
Life I've enjoyed;
With sin adored,
Virtue colloids;
Both in accord,
I can't avoid;
Forgive me Lord -
I'm life-decoyed...

The God Who Stood His Grave...

One Winter, many Springs ago,
The rusted clocks began to chime;
Came wise-men from lone, dusted vales
Dug me out of unearthly slime;
Swaddled in me, I opened eyes -
Shelters were burnt, temples were grimed -
There I was born...
There I was born...
To suck off blasted breast of time...

One petal, many thorns ago,
Carried the scents to greet my name;
From deaf to dumb to blinds to scums,
Forwarded hands to cure their lames;
Peroration of hypocrites
Claimed with me promised aeon came -
I was perceived...
I was deceived...
Believed, to rule with Godly games...

One history, many myths ago,
Unfolded my identity;
On scattered scripts of blinded faith,
Forefathers had divinity;
From solo, trinity to countless,
Was crisis for humanity -
From here to there
To who knows where
Doomed was I for eternity...

One dervish, many priests ago,
Revealed my fortune no one told:
I would trade mortal mouths in need,
For price of platinum and gold;
But then he showed my fated past
With cursed present I still behold -
I was a lamb...
I was a swine...
I was a God with myself sold...

One tempest, many storms ago,
Flashed ruinous rays on mortal slums;
I heard infernal thunder's roar
With thump of hell in heaven's swamp;
Thrown to blizzards, virgins were raped,
While wizards laughed and witches hummed -
Pages were waxed...
Sages were waned...
In ages of horrid sanctum...

One Goddess, many Gods ago,
Taught me of kindness no one gave;
My hapless, bloodied shape she found
And cured my wounds when none could save;
But mine were feet to stray from route
On demons' track dead-angels paved -
I saw my love...
I saw my life...
I saw her tears on heaven's grave...

Then one me, many mine ago,
Found myself standing by my stone;
Ruptured in half by own shadow
To stay the dark of nowhere zone;
Though mine were hands to weigh treasures,
I dug my last of dusts and bones -
And there I died...
And there I died...
And there I died...
With nothing owned...

...One rebirth, many deaths ago,
Brought this me in front of your view;
For you I'd fall, for you I'd rise,
While endless deaths still continue -
Judge me,
Grudge me,
Nudge me,
Budge me,
Fudge me or what you wish to do;
But don't be mourned
I'll be reborn -
Perhaps as me...
Perhaps as you...