Twilight's Grasp

Delve into the enigmatic depths of this haunting macabre poem, where shadows dance with memories and cosmic mysteries emerge, whispering tales of ancient secrets from the ethereal past. Embark on a journey into the unknown, where every line weaves a tapestry of cosmic horrors and haunting revelations, leaving your soul captivated and shivering in the dark embrace of the poetic unknown.


In twilight's grasp, my mind's entwined,
With whispers from a distant time,
A haunting past, so undefined,
In cryptic prose, a mystic rhyme.

Through shadows cast, where memories lay,
Within the shroud of veiled dismay,
I glimpse the truth that can't be seen,
The ancient knowledge that lies between.

A cosmic dance, the stars align,
The eldritch powers that malign,
Revealing secrets to the deep,
In hidden realms where horrors creep.

Beware the echoes of the past,
Beyond the veil, where shadows cast,
That stir the darkness, cold and deep,
A chilling secret, buried, asleep.

I seek to touch the ethereal,
The memories that dwell surreal,
To understand what lies beneath,
In realms where sanity may seethe.

Through boundless time, I chase the mist,
In hidden realms, I insist,
To grasp the fragments of my mind,
The truth of ages, I shall find.

In twilight's grasp, my journey ends,
The veil lifts, my mind transcends,
With whispers from a distant time,
A haunting past, now crystalline.


 

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Pragmatic Journey is Richard (rich) Wermske's life of recovery; a spiritual journey inspired by Buddhism, a career in technology and management with linux, digital security, bpm, and paralegal stuff; augmented with gaming, literature, philosophy, art and music; and compassionate kinship with all things living -- especially cats; and people with whom I share no common language.