Moonlit Journey - Part III - Castle of Bones

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Moonlit Journey - Part III - Castle of Bones

Moonlit Journey - Part III - Castle of Bones

Castle of Bones

I built a castle of bones
From my closet of skeletons;
A life of unreleased regrets,
A life of unpaid debts.

Take a one way trip to despair
Inside these castle walls,
Forgotten years of bloody tears
Inside these ancient halls.
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Antiquity

A book unopened,
Covered with dust.
A knife unsharpened,
Covered with rust.

A door shut tight,
Covered with cracked paint.
A room dark as night,
Covered with years of taint.
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Renovation

A Renovation,
An Innovation,
From Antiquity
To Equity,
Bleaching the bloodstains away.

Room by room,
Tomb by tomb,
Lighting up my gloom
And scaring my monsters away.

No more regrets...
Time to pay my debts...
Time to place my bets
That I will succeed one day;

And when the night yields to day,
I re-enter the fray,
But there are still shades of gray,
And I pray God would light my way.
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Necrophony

i.
Across the Stygian depths I set sail
For the Halls of Abandonment
Where the theories of life fail;
My malignant quest was hell-sent.

ii.
From the shores of Necropolis
I view endless ruination
Circling the Castle of Abyss
Where dwell many an aberration.

iii.
These dark denizens, full of hate,
Are encroachingly hell-bent,
But death this day is not my fate;
My victory is Heaven-sent.

iv.
That ferocious foundation,
Amidst a somber stench of death,
Sits in silent celebration
Of its chance to end my breath.

v.
On reaching the Rooms of Ruin,
My mettle must face the Great Fiend,
In whose cauldron dark death's brewing;
This wicked wizard I must end.

vi.
By the light of the Demon Moon
I destroy these undead devils;
With Godspeed I shall very soon
Climb the castle's highest levels.

vii.
I have strongly stormed the evil halls;
My holy might resists his spells;
His vile blood stains ancient walls
As my sword dooms him to dark hells.

The author teaches martial arts in South Carolina, and is a native of Lake City. The above writing is excerpted from "Moonlit Journey", a poetic quest from urban decay to paradise. View it online for free over at Moonlit Journey - free online book of poetry and prose.

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Created: Jan 16 2012 at 11:07:36 AM
Updated: Jan 16 2012 at 11:15:05 AM
Category: Literature
Language: English

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