An Ocean of Strange Islands

A mariner under a sky moonlit On an island of a crewless ship A few decades of immortality ahead A one-man crew for a one-way trip Islands, islands everywhere I keep my range with crowded sails My waves, they kiss every shore I land Steep cliffs will mock my waving hand Islanders, villagers, universal mariners Calling me, guiding me, monsters far beneath Hurricanes on the way, lunatic weathervanes Shipwrecked lovers on a faraway cay Passing by butterflies, fluttering for a day Jokers, jesters, goddesses, hominidae Deep delicious blue beneath I'll steer wherever tomorrow is near Light a beacon so I can navigate Through the tempest, through the madness Light a homefire for the sad man With a begging hand Light a beacon so I can navigate Through the tempest following the quintet Ride on the highest wave Bring me to life to them who dance in the daylight Sail and seek The starbound quay Calling you, calling me To be a part of your story Here raining ash to cover the dead An island of the past wrecks Of you, of the endless sundown Hemlock meadows, deepest quicksand Empty harbor by a wasteland Mirrors, mirrors, everywhere For you of mad despair Friends, who were for a time Now grapes of sour wine Lords of a single fly Still, I rue no island of shared solitude You who glow In deepest woe Let it be, retiree The water's fine, sail carefree Sail and seek The starbound quay Calling you, calling me To be a part of your story On these strange islands

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 06, 2026

Take shelter, skies are humming Harmageddon, 2nd coming War of the worlds, the end of history Take shelter, floods are rising The Wrath of thunderous drumming End of days For mankind, and for your kin Fill those empty moments, fear more In this grave new world of `84 Fast death, last breath, A.I. to kill us all Horse waste covering London Martians among us, Y2K Hoard, all aboard, the end is near We are the ill-starred kids of your junkyard The innocent islands unscarred The moment of our nadir So many times passed the due date Too late, gather up It`s the day of Purgatory, same old story Cower before a caliphate glory The Big Read of today will gallow you, Keep you small Here’s a million ropes for the hangman Nightmare cavalcade for the sandman Mind virus, fear of the well-known Keep us safe We are too many for our Mother Crops will burn so why bother A new strain sent you back into your cave Obey, stay away, cover up Fear the words, feeding humanity Hide the unshot guns And the crippled dancing It`s a long road to a dreamworld All the pain and suffering to feel for It`s there, but yours is an empty sermon Made up the sun rising Made sense of equus flying Time for another fear made real A need to feel dread, gloom, awe A lust for never-ending doom porn A man-shaped evil walks among us Obey, stay away, cover up Fear the words, the feed, feed the human beast Hide the unshot guns The end is fear

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025