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He sits patiently, upon gilded throne
Defying withering and aging of bone
On surface, all appears calm and steady
Unchanging as stone, forever ready
Appearing as an eccentric sage
Time holds no meaning for the cryptic mage
Beneath, his mind, fractured by time
Is a final haven, his sole lair
He can sleep, he can eat, he can talk, he can blink
But most dangerous of all, he can think
Think, for lack of a better word
His thoughts float free, unhindered but blurred
He gazes ironically
At the shifting world
Peering jealously
At what destiny unfurled
His eyes, long gone
Stare at naught but time
He watches churlishly, blasé and wanton
Unable to see miracles sublime
The threads of time curl round his form
An unstoppable, immeasurable, mighty storm
He plays with them, then casts them back
Far from their intended track
Master of Time, Ruler of All
Waiting for eternity in his intangible hall
Chronos is cruel, Chronos is fey
A raving lunatic with feet of clay
Chronos is cruel, Chronos is biased
With powers to contradict King Midas
Everything he touches turns stark grey
Chronos is cruel, Chronos is fey
Defying withering and aging of bone
On surface, all appears calm and steady
Unchanging as stone, forever ready
Appearing as an eccentric sage
Time holds no meaning for the cryptic mage
Beneath, his mind, fractured by time
Is a final haven, his sole lair
He can sleep, he can eat, he can talk, he can blink
But most dangerous of all, he can think
Think, for lack of a better word
His thoughts float free, unhindered but blurred
He gazes ironically
At the shifting world
Peering jealously
At what destiny unfurled
His eyes, long gone
Stare at naught but time
He watches churlishly, blasé and wanton
Unable to see miracles sublime
The threads of time curl round his form
An unstoppable, immeasurable, mighty storm
He plays with them, then casts them back
Far from their intended track
Master of Time, Ruler of All
Waiting for eternity in his intangible hall
Chronos is cruel, Chronos is fey
A raving lunatic with feet of clay
Chronos is cruel, Chronos is biased
With powers to contradict King Midas
Everything he touches turns stark grey
Chronos is cruel, Chronos is fey
Literature
Accept your Candle, Weep for the Stars
A light I see, far off in the distance. It's a star, I told myself.
No other thought surpassed it, I want to reach it.
I struggle in the darkness, slowly heading for it, not knowing, not thinking.
I know this is what I want. I want the star.
It gets brighter, I can feel its warm touch, though I'm far from it.
Joy overwhelms my soul, I'm so close, so close to
my star. It's my star and nothing else matters.
I reach with my fingers, to touch it.
A candle. A lowly candle, my thoughts shattered.
This is not what I wanted. It's not my star.
I blink, and blink again, I see clearly. Up above.
There are hundreds, no millions of stars.
Why
Literature
Tonight
Bring me to life
With your touch.
Love me now,
Forget me later.
Set me on fire
With your lips,
Breathe heat
Into my soul.
At least for tonight,
Let me feel again.
Literature
The human condition of wanting to be everything
I feel as though I am exhausting
The excess skin around
My eyes
They
h
a
n
g
in loose shadows
Across my cheekbones like
A wreath.
And whilst I find myself
unable
To draw open the blinds
Because the light
is too bright
And I really can’t handle
The pane of the sky
With its obnoxious
Blue
glaring at me
With such a joyful expression
I know that lately
I am burning myself out
That I consume one too many
Cans of soda and energy drinks
At 2.45 AM
When the rest of the world
Is static in a hushed
Comatose state
Whilst I frantically try
To achieve something
Because being
Average
Ordinary
Mundane
Is too
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I really liked this. Especially because I am a nerd when it comes to Greek mythology