alien (nation)

  alien (nation)

alienating myself

from what future corpse 

i might be

this masochistic murder 

of the self 

all wicked nature of men 

 midway warning

to a defiance of being

restless places

where you reborn, shredding a skin

as old as their values, 

as hollow as their faces

no valuable lightness 

is here to bare

no truth it seems to be 

at our pace

seven folded tales

of the untold dream 

are now revealed

torments of such great solitude 

i embrace, 

where faith and order fades

the prayers unreal, 

earning  

for a god's lending hand 

that never feels

furthermore, in a devil's lore 

they claim 

disorderly in vain 

 that our romance is new

   but our hurling flame 

day by day

tightens away

like an

ancient morning dew

tracing to  

where you stood 

in shame, 

only a fury whirling 

a breaking 

loosing game

shortage of wings- why can't you hear me? 

tormented mind's

no returning invasion

still beckons 

the essence

lost 

in all those promises of faith 

made by 

a stranger's prier

in native soils,

the riddles of this earth

unwinds

the weight of silence

 

a shortcut 

to emptiness, 

across empires of consciousness

unraveling your 

only inspiration

you can have

for now

an offering 

to a resigned 

alien nation 

in all it's might

perform the play 

you' re alive 

greet the hours

from the horizons

that through a limbo  

marked the flesh

out of our space 

haunted 

by delight 

still restlessly 

we aspire 

to go now

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