Endless Beginnings

The chaotic roots

Corrode life’s boots.

At eerie roads enroots

Bound whither by the witch?

To the destination after,         

Whether is of soul or matter.

For in its decayed origins

Of shape shifting sins

Unfolds beyond everlasting veil of chains

Nymphs, muses and fleshy heroines –

The quill’s tormentors and assassins!

Right after a resurrection rite begins…

In geometrical shades

Lacerated are the fades;

Anew

And slew…

Over and again…

Time starts in blood to drain

The spirit’s relentless rain.

Eternal is the void in immortal vain.

All changes, nothing degrades,

One moves as stiffened jades

Develops days, epochs or decades.

Setting out while everything sets in,

Appearing to eclipse the dawn,

The twilight finds a new mastermind

Initiating the employment of fiendish beasts

He could find. The plan is set in motion

But just then, without a notion,

An apocalypse carries on the best of things,

Exposing the emerald web of… endless beginnings!