Poetry

Anirudh Singh


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25 november 2011

Lo Ki

Bedded, binded, chained, imprisoned,
Broken, beaten and battered through.
But I am the fire said he,
And fire you cannot contain,
burst out did he upon the stones,
and all the bells verily tolled.

Like spring wind, sun kissed
Blessed twice he rose
And very nearly escaped as a cloud
Yet there was no escape,
Prisons cast in eternity, after all do hold.

Why must you torment me?
Begged he, and slipped
and slithered and fell
like sand through the cracks
Until the shadows cast him back

Like silk, he whispered promises old
And tales of the faerie as he was told
But naught will his powers avail
For Time itself is the oldest tale.

And I spoke to him, even though I knew I musnt.

Twin flame, brightshadow calm thy touch.
Not ready is the world for thy burning name.
Thine venomed chaos, silverbane
Rest and dream, be hypnos blessed
I give my eye to take the blame.

He wept then, as only Gods may weep,
Crying tears of eldritch flame.
Why must you chain me?
Why must you bind me?
Why must you enslave me? 
Answer me father, has it not been fortold?

'Tis I who casts...

The die of, ragna - rok and roll.






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