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Beyond Midnight
~-{ Beyond Midnight }-~
An Apocalyptic Inspirational Poem
The torments within me, unknown to all…
Reminding me of time’s unraveling hand.
I try to be brave, my face never betraying,
My screaming soul that hath begun to fall!
The desperate pain, obeying no command,
Cannot be eased, even by piously praying.
Doubt clouds my paths to a true salvation,
And wherever I walk, I see only memories.
I cannot find the way, as shadows enclose!
The earth rots from the soil’s corruption…
Even as the life, will not return to the trees.
I fear to live but I fear more a final repose!
Close to midnight, the time for our rebirth,
When all shall be tested to know its’ worth.
Strength in mind and body are a deception,
For no power of this world can so muster…
The fortitude to continue, without madness!
We are near a crossroads of evil conception,
All of man, who hears not God’s whisper…
Whose deeds have driven angels to sadness!
I want to turn back the clock, but it ticks on,
As we near midnight, the hour of our doom!
We knew it was coming, but we ignored it…
And we shall reap the very flame of the sun,
For we all have sinned and thusly too soon…
The hour will pass as God alone doth see fit.
Beyond midnight, when fears be manifest…
Who will be standing when falls all the rest?
I will swallow my torment and pass beyond,
Becoming stronger in ways that shall endure.
For there are powers beyond this frail world!
Follow if you can as we make paradise fond,
Even from the ashes that lie past this shore…
Far past the banners that the angels unfurled!
Oh sweet madness, you grant the inspiration,
That makes prophets and poets loudly sing…
Let hellfire come and it shall fall soft as rain!
Faith can lift even the damned from perdition,
And plant seeds that life, to a waste can bring.
So fear not, to lift the sting from horrid pain!
Close to midnight, the Dragon Mother’s eye,
Awakens from her slumber whilst worlds die.
There is no ending, not followed by an origin,
A fresh creation, to replace the one that fell…
New heavens and new earths in a multi-verse!
From fire comes ice and the ice melts our sin,
Releasing those trapped frozen even in Hell…
For God is love, and dispels every dark curse.
And so midnight passes, and time starts fresh,
All that hath happened shall occur once more!
I beheld the wheel that turns all things eternal.
We are immortal, though clad in mortal flesh,
The angels guide us, through peace and war…
Even beyond the heart, of the regions infernal.
Beyond midnight, there is the music in the air,
As in the beginning when only God was there!
An Apocalyptic Inspirational Poem
The torments within me, unknown to all…
Reminding me of time’s unraveling hand.
I try to be brave, my face never betraying,
My screaming soul that hath begun to fall!
The desperate pain, obeying no command,
Cannot be eased, even by piously praying.
Doubt clouds my paths to a true salvation,
And wherever I walk, I see only memories.
I cannot find the way, as shadows enclose!
The earth rots from the soil’s corruption…
Even as the life, will not return to the trees.
I fear to live but I fear more a final repose!
Close to midnight, the time for our rebirth,
When all shall be tested to know its’ worth.
Strength in mind and body are a deception,
For no power of this world can so muster…
The fortitude to continue, without madness!
We are near a crossroads of evil conception,
All of man, who hears not God’s whisper…
Whose deeds have driven angels to sadness!
I want to turn back the clock, but it ticks on,
As we near midnight, the hour of our doom!
We knew it was coming, but we ignored it…
And we shall reap the very flame of the sun,
For we all have sinned and thusly too soon…
The hour will pass as God alone doth see fit.
Beyond midnight, when fears be manifest…
Who will be standing when falls all the rest?
I will swallow my torment and pass beyond,
Becoming stronger in ways that shall endure.
For there are powers beyond this frail world!
Follow if you can as we make paradise fond,
Even from the ashes that lie past this shore…
Far past the banners that the angels unfurled!
Oh sweet madness, you grant the inspiration,
That makes prophets and poets loudly sing…
Let hellfire come and it shall fall soft as rain!
Faith can lift even the damned from perdition,
And plant seeds that life, to a waste can bring.
So fear not, to lift the sting from horrid pain!
Close to midnight, the Dragon Mother’s eye,
Awakens from her slumber whilst worlds die.
There is no ending, not followed by an origin,
A fresh creation, to replace the one that fell…
New heavens and new earths in a multi-verse!
From fire comes ice and the ice melts our sin,
Releasing those trapped frozen even in Hell…
For God is love, and dispels every dark curse.
And so midnight passes, and time starts fresh,
All that hath happened shall occur once more!
I beheld the wheel that turns all things eternal.
We are immortal, though clad in mortal flesh,
The angels guide us, through peace and war…
Even beyond the heart, of the regions infernal.
Beyond midnight, there is the music in the air,
As in the beginning when only God was there!
Published 8th Jul 2015
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10th Jul 2015 3:07am
It was definitely one of my darker works, though also filled with light and hope as well, but the vividness you noticed really carries this vision through to its' end nicely... glad you noticed that about it. And super glad you liked it too! :)
