We often wonder at ourselves, our thoughts, feelings and how our sub/unconscious works...this is about that and more. How love and hatred can cause many terrible things in many ways.
Love and Hatred both..
Love and hatred come forth
In myriads of ways
Changing all the time
Depending where we are
Inside ourselves
We see a handsome prince
Walk by
Or maybe a fine maid
And wonder who the hell are they
As lustful juices rage
Salome
She was one
Gaius Caesar too
They met their ends
It had to come
There was no other way
To balance out their bloody work
For none get off scot free..
In myriads of ways
Changing all the time
Depending where we are
Inside ourselves
We see a handsome prince
Walk by
Or maybe a fine maid
And wonder who the hell are they
As lustful juices rage
Salome
She was one
Gaius Caesar too
They met their ends
It had to come
There was no other way
To balance out their bloody work
For none get off scot free..
Ides of March
Beware the Ides of March
He said so long ago
For that is when your doom will come
The God of Wrath
Mars the Warrior
His anger on you lay
Run you might
From pillar to post
Fleeing in dismay
But catch up to you he will
And you will rue that day
He said so long ago
For that is when your doom will come
The God of Wrath
Mars the Warrior
His anger on you lay
Run you might
From pillar to post
Fleeing in dismay
But catch up to you he will
And you will rue that day
No Sight...
The strangest feelings overtake
The strongest one betray
As did Delilah
Cut she did
Mighty Samson's hair
And all his power went
Weak he was left
His enemies they found
Him so
Thus him they bound
In chains of gilt and metal strong
Gauged out his eyes
He had no sight.
The strongest one betray
As did Delilah
Cut she did
Mighty Samson's hair
And all his power went
Weak he was left
His enemies they found
Him so
Thus him they bound
In chains of gilt and metal strong
Gauged out his eyes
He had no sight.
Buried Deep inside
On levels quite unaware
Yet teeming they be
With information
The sort you buried deep within
Wanting to forget
That cannot be
For surface they will
To you in different ways
That bring back things
Said and done
By you
Seen by you
Thought by you
They are yours
No matter how you deny
Them
Buried in the subconscious
Waiting for a time
When similar happenings occur
Attach they will
A memory distant
If not the same
Causing you happenings
That cannot be explained
Yet teeming they be
With information
The sort you buried deep within
Wanting to forget
That cannot be
For surface they will
To you in different ways
That bring back things
Said and done
By you
Seen by you
Thought by you
They are yours
No matter how you deny
Them
Buried in the subconscious
Waiting for a time
When similar happenings occur
Attach they will
A memory distant
If not the same
Causing you happenings
That cannot be explained
And so below
Yet are there other levels
Deep inside
Disguised
Unconscious happenings
Of old
Still push their heads up
Like darts
From poisoned bows
You shake your head
To dispel these
But they will not go away
Yours they be
To handle
Or rest within you
For eternity
and so it...
Deep inside
Disguised
Unconscious happenings
Of old
Still push their heads up
Like darts
From poisoned bows
You shake your head
To dispel these
But they will not go away
Yours they be
To handle
Or rest within you
For eternity
and so it...
5th Jun 2012 (#)