Dark Territory: The Madness After Dawn Poem by Engin Kavrak

...to take you from dusk to oblivion
there the spruces become meaningless and trivial
as for the one that sprungs a many evil
and the tides are in common struggle
without the gaze of a man's mad hunger
and the dandelion marsh to reveal
the one's utmost dark beheal
to dismay in what common known desire
as for the obisidian lush in fire
one can only a pride throw
while the hunger inside grow
and the madness becomes even more
many a side of destruction draw
as petrified as a heart under bleed
to hold still in constant gain
of pleasure what is hidden away
and while there is nobody to blame...

...of lust a glamour stolen in rich
of blast in tingy desire to place
on another domain of heavenly happiness
while the madness inside grow
and shadows to greet my one self
to heed one to lost myself
your heights make me spin
your heights make my head spin
for another deliverance I sink in
as I lose my grip on me petrified
as the many blossom under my nose sanctified
around my madness I realise
the granduer mother of all plys
the chingy jealousy of all slys
the rifty swallow of all cries
the shifty grip of your passion
and as my soul cry in satisfaction
and to wait you amiss to set you dismiss
as while many worlds bend
and the tides of dunes and times in sand
of rhymes under the very color that is amiss
of my lifeless stance of a bone paralyzed
as more later in the following era
of my childish fathom of an ever
the more shall you get above
and the written etho upon your core
as I simply beg for more...