The Silence which can be heard by some people!

The fire within burns through you
the reaping pain sears through you
the volcanic heat smears over you
the traumatic blaze as dark as ebony
you burn frm within like teak n mahagony
the deep dark blaze kills your insanity
thats when the bloody amber turns ebony
ur tears and sweat fuel tht furnace within you
the pain of betrayal awakens within you
your fear quenches the thirst of the fiery tongue
thats wen u give a shout splitting your lungs
when you stood around the veil
just a tip of the tongue
and you get a wrath of the serpent’s slitted tongue
the song starts to play.. the note was so unsung
the quivvering note splinters your mind
as your teeth just grit and grind
you had to slip beyond the veil
it was a sip of life and a draught of death
it was the veil of death…
a deathly, hollow veil
you sheer out a splitting blood sucking wail
but in vain, no one could hear you wail
you can hear yourself but,
your lungs are like no wind in a sail
you scathered for your life
as u were backstabbed with a butchers knife
you scratched through your nails
as fire emits through those nostrils
the demon pulls you through the devils trail
no1 living nor dead cud pull u frm his trail
you scream through your spleen
but the grip tightens around you like a dream
with those frightening fingers so lean
you then remember the holy cross
ur sins never made u realise ur loss
now wreathing in pain
as u see urself deteriorating and withering ur scale
is this a dream of the sane?
no 1 can hear u going insane?
beyond the veil u shall twist ans toss
as the upturnd stone reveals the moss
the black fire shall now absorb
the blood withering heat shall now throb
the bright shadows shall follow
through that tube of darkening hollow
as u have no knowledge of the deathly gallow
ur welcomed to the abode . . . 
your final darkest most dreaded abode
the agony spears through you
the blistering heat prickles you
as the fire so dark … burning the desire
gets drier and drier
like a thousand needleless syringes
the heat erupts like a smokeless cigarettes
the sounds were that of a tune so explicit
thats wen u know ur gonna explode
oh and then you just want to explode
the icy explosion so full of devastation
the explosion so deafening
that yu are able to hear nothing
it was but, a soundless explosion
ur ashes flow thru the air like an infestation
u still have some emotion left , some sensation left
so many things unsaid, tasks undone
as u were silent while playing under the sun
every grain of your dust,
now burns and u feel it rust
ur silence in love and lust
so many truths untold
so many lies unfold
as so many friends and foe
hidden beneath your toe
now u shall reap wot u sow
as satan shall bake your dust and blow
welcome to the dark abode
where ur silence shall explode
ur life filled with loudness , that cud only implode
as u kept silent,
in the sound of roar laughter and applaud
this is the silence of death now
you can hear it . . . . 
… this is the irony of living the death
your silence in death is heard
he can hear that ironical silence
it is the subtle innocence of silence
its the audible silence in death
its only meant for the evils of death
treat thy silence with respect
as this isnt wat life expects. . . 
it shud’nt be that of ‘audible silence’
it is but .. the audible silence … IN DEATH..!

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  • Clay Hurtubise on Jan 30, 2009

    Wow! For me, I think this life is just the beginning of a long journey.
    Thanks,
    Clay

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