As I wade through haunted miasma Its corrosiveness gnaws away at my flesh. There were ghastly figures over my head Reaching out their arms of phantasma. My limbs pass though theirs senseless. There’s no escaping this cesspool by the aid of the dead. Still drudging forward I pray for the sight of something solid. Sludge…
Author: Joshua Stebell
Rot and Ash
We are embroiled with the sins of our elders; Left to inherit a world half-scorched, half rotten. It has come time to assign responsibility to our ancestors. That is if we are to take our own seriously; lest we too be forgotten. By virtue of the unknown we shall make our own mistakes. There’s…
Ode to my Mockingbird
Right from the start you shot to my heart And struck my core like you were mining for ore. Aiming for the rungs I have left strung you plucked And together we danced, rising above the floor. From the south to the north we traversed the shore Scouring ourselves and each other inside and…
Daydream
Upon the winds is carried A dream so light and airy For once it’s sung Bells shall be rung And the rejoicing fun and merry
Ordo Ab Chao II
Evoking sentiments of resentment Are those at the microphones Those who spew loose venom like the viscous cobras Plaguing mankind with contentment Turning them all into drones Spilling our blood into chasms While we lay back comatose Some gladly swallow all their poison Sweet and satisfying at first it is But once…
Apsinthos
Beaten through dense wood is a path carved by the swords of poor but brave souls and it is paved with their corpses. Their weapons were blunted on the dense web of vines and roots sealing them back from the idea of a desire. They were told by the others before their departure that any…
Artistry
There was an ethereal dismay in the wake of a cascading cavalcade. Confusion, the state uncertainty and illusion, is our origin chronologically. Sincerity in thought but not of deeds chaos creates. Apply ink to screen and discover your own mythologies. Upon an easel your soul rests, a fresco, ready and wait To be explored and colored…
Nurture Your Nature
Countless endeavors can scour away at our hours. Dust may not be allowed to settle and soil our metal. Exposure is unavoidable, but rust may not be allowed to flower. Such blossoms are a nuisance and are detrimental. Our health and well-being require regular pruning. Trim away the twigs and rip from the roots…
Warrior of Heaven, Angel of Earth
There were rolling clouds of ominous mass. Fending off such darkness, What a monumental task. They cannot survive with solely their fists. The wind was throwing howls and heckles. Monsters teased and taunted from beyond the mists. Looming ever deeper rested even devils; Scheming as how to exploit every weakness. In opposition to this storm Stood two, together…
Candle
Wax fell off his face like rain pouring off a precipice. Before a shield, but now a burden, he had to bare other’s incredulousness. But his passion still roared on in its own right fending off the night. They could seal him away far our of sight, but not snuff out his light. Reaching down…
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