Origin

Amongst the elements, I surrender on eternity's behalf The soil on which I walk, the air in which I talk The drop I swallowed, the fire I followed - is the circling direction of time, the vague line of existence The earth defines my synergy, the mountain refines my energy The fire clouds my distant view, the flame erupts my fiery due To Mother Earth The ocean mirrors my purpose, the rain affirms my goals The air shrouds my presence, the wind reveals my existence

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025

The grains of my solid roots Go deep into the youth of existence They mirror the path of my forefathers Through the winter way alone To mount and rove- to evolve As the sun, the very one Enlightened the road I found Along the grains of ages The roots of my being Project all that you are seeing...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 23, 2025

Deify the depths of intimate caprice The noble morsel of the grand eternity Face the furious and black domain From where all the wisdom once came As a weak and stunning flare Yet so completed and clear In the eyes of the elementary existence May the fallen of eternity explode As primal instincts of devotion Where the seeds of chaos blow Where the almighty substance flow When the oceans rise And thunder calls The shape of furious manners fall Where the oceans rise Between dimensions asunder The maze of fragmented flare Harvest the pain of the will and despair Where the seeds of chaos grow Where the almighty substance bow Milleniums are falling Milleniums are calling Hail! The dawn of a new era

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Again The empty room White and unmarked, though touched With a sensible structure Underneath the surface Hiding in the corner of the eye Or resting right outside the field of vision No doors or windows No entrances or exits Only bright light Forming a shining empire Of electrical impulses Never to leave the premises Never to be caught Only sensed

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 23, 2025

Stellar flames create formations, Lucent constellations and invitations to the expeditious mind Novas that see our destination From their hibernation, a vocation that is enshrined I'm navigating along the star path The night sky is my compass, my cynosure After days with waves of wrath I'm finally reaching the shores Under this burning Atlas A region filled with flaring birthmarks Over ageing landmarks and the hallmarks of Nature's grand form Yonder, still in our respiration And mother to rotation, gravitation that endlessly performs

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025

As a slave to differential rotation, you cannot escape before eons have passed As a servant to progression's motivation, you won't leave until the future is the past As a product of what we call inventions, we cannot run before we can walk As a victim of a myriad of intentions, we must learn to think before we talk Swept in the circles of endless repetition Trapped in orbit around microscopic riddles The answer's echo eliminates the question Our unnatural nature keeps rotating between two cradles

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025

Symbiosis is my guiding force Like the wind against the window I adapt my course One moment a firm wall of traditions The next an exploding substance of variations When the weather changes, so do I To contrasts I am a slave As the ocean alters, so do I A thousand faces for every wave Acclimation: in the shape of a human Adaptation: governed by blood and sun

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