The Palms of Sorrowed Kings
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Throned beside the purling brook Where throstles sing to wild throngs Dance the fount in sweet perfume Naiads adjuring charms and song Fragrant springtide winds now call To the reticence of bloom In mirthless, sylvan meadows Where daylight begins to loom Here where currents gleam in silver passage Arise now from your sleep Sonne mandeth hire lyht Known now is her presence In the glimmer of the water Undulating pools windswept Where Ceres awaits her daughter All life awaits you Gilded by sunlight Resplendence of the old Earth As the shadows acquiesce An aurous sunset gleams Against the irises effloresce Do you remember how long it’s been Since your last breath was drawn? How do you spend your lonely hours When the sadness carries on? Besotted by nighted heavens Or the colors one seeks in dreams Where bloom evinces sorrow And waits in emerald streams Ase strem that striketh stille Mody meneth, so doth mo Mon mandeth hire lyht So doth the semly sonne bryht
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Arise before auroral fire Through the stone and thuja spires Toward the gardens landing Where petals aureate fire All the groves still speak their names Clarion echoes in effulgent flame Violets so cold and abating As cruel winds have come To repose them from life I’ve been alive for all these years Counting the stars as they grow ever near By empyrean dawn aflame Sidereal light moves in my name Crown me and speak my name Come with me, far from here Do you remember when Gods were still here? Not lost in the depths of the brackens green Or the sorrows of yesteryear In the gardens of their hyacinths We still find them near Disconsolate cries From the groves that lay forsaken Marrying the pulse and the spirit Of all that would have them awaken Altars abandoned Everlasting fountains of light
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
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Barren halls of kings Solemn and austere Carry us through The leaves of cruel fire Where only remnants lay Of all one’s acquired Stairs fall from this tower Beneath the ruins of battlements Labyrinthine crypts beset by the darkened walls Where no light ever shone upon these cursed bodies Or the piles of stone brought from the sea Which carry the weight of their pain I lay gifts bestowed Alone in sorrow Leave me with all that I have left Lorn, forsaken, bereft of the world Tattered vestiges of ruined crests unfurled Here the fallen remember their songs In sepulchral kingdoms forever gone Where the sea and the heavens collide Glinting in the distance as the moon strains with the tide Below the standing stone, we come to confess To a spirit departed under monuments rest In the outstretched hands of stone Crowns and thrones Crumbling cold to dust As ivy wreathes the bones
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
mi celś atial celthi
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Through the mists of the moors I can still see all those who were before me Silent and still, awaiting rebirth By sylvan passage A hidden trace of a well Deep beneath the vault: a living tomb Where waters stir and florets bloom Bury me beneath them To endure the years without sun Our vessels decay upon this landscape Eroding the centuries to come Ashes laid on nameless graves Come forth under my sign A lone isle stands In the glow of the boundless sea Where heavens expanse yields Effacing its memory The day that all of your streams turn red over carrion ground Will be the relics of springtide above burial shrouds Under the warmth of the sun Mounds of heather sway Where the martyred silently rest The scars of life remain
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Moss upwreathing petrichor Broods becalmed evermore Sleeping down misty corridor (No one ever finds its door) Among the moulting timbers Threshing at the forest floor I see all of thee Where there was always A doleful haunt presiding Keeping all the secrets of the cairns Vaulted boughs that score the air Shelter birdsong and prayer I know all of thee Now here eyes are a thousand Lifeless and descending stars Adrift in the water, alone in her plight Luminous spirit of a living light Unnumbered brooks cut through the glade Fragrant cedars of zephyrs swayed As the shadows of autumn wane And leaves contest to remain Branches girded in ivy’s braid By night the springs incandesce in jade
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
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I dream of a cursed adyton Where the springs once sang Their songs resounding In haunted timber and joyful birds Their voice is now silent Quelled by the ages And now there is a stillness An air so familiar A palpable curse In the boughs of the timber Watching shadows dance Over the pools mirror There the light is cast And her face becomes clearer In the depths of the water A dulcet voice beckons Deep in the Earth Are the colours of the heavens We once left our bodies upon a mountain With calloused hands and blisters Emerging through the alpine torrents Falling into dusk as sisters You were like those vespertine flowers And I only knew you in their hours When we bask in this dream Our wills fall silent beneath the wells of this world Absence and scars are all we know Lone keening cries of the fauna Carry through the woods as a curse Crestfallen birds descend here And are the first to answer their call How is the air still yielding while these fires glow? We stare towards our descent below Into the traces of eternity waiting
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
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