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  • heartofbabel 1d

    [ Illuminating ]

    I knew for a long time
    That being me just wasn’t good enough
    And despite that hopelessness
    I still tried to give the fullest love
    Because love is my nature
    It’s the person that I am
    So when Love wasn’t returned
    I was left with the command

    Efforts for acceptance
    And I knew it was perverse
    But I tried to bury self
    To bare the burden of this curse
    So my children wouldn’t see
    Wouldn’t have to know this hurt
    Take a breath but never breathe
    Suffocating without worth

    Was the action right
    Was there any hope
    Could I overcome the obstacles
    Ignoring the true scope
    To pretend things would get better
    While having no means which to cope
    Trying to climb to the peak
    Upon a slippery slope

    Destined to fail
    For the hearts weren’t in alignment
    One sought other’s attention
    While the other one lay blinded
    The dial of the sands
    Set a desert to the climate
    And scorching was the land
    As love had fallen silent

    For there’s no hope without love
    So I took the wounded fragments
    The exposure of my heart
    Now barely beating, latent
    I had trusted beyond reason
    Never doubted in relation
    And then truth tore me to pieces
    That love was long since vacant

    Arising from a patient
    This wouldn’t be my death
    I would not be seen as victim
    Held down by my regret
    For the sun ceased not in rising
    And I would not forget
    That the nature of my love
    Does not exist within neglect

    The nature of love
    It is extravagant indeed
    It is the only thing in life
    Without a foundation of need
    Without dependence of another
    Without demanding of a deed
    Surreal to all existence
    And in me it’s planted seed

    And every day I’m growing
    Found healing from the past
    Because love keeps my attention
    And it keeps me right on track
    For no matter how painful
    There’s no need for looking back
    With love, a light of hope
    That illuminates my path

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 3d

    [ Trending ]

    War torn or more
    Torn asunder
    We all march to propaganda
    And for violence, hunger
    There was a time we were alive
    But now we all just slumber
    So polluted in our minds
    We are beyond encumbered
    We are beyond a servant
    Less free than slaves
    Where they struggled to survive
    We dig our own graves
    Where their resistance met afflictions
    Ours come as we behave
    Just submission without question
    Of the rights we've waived
    Of the lives destroyed
    Through these crimes prolonged
    Found our home within a system
    To which we don't belong
    Became patrons of wars
    And let them wage, lifelong
    While chanting our allegiance
    To a culling song

    And it is holding strong
    It is far from waning
    The repetitions of the crowd
    Have called out, arraigning
    In judgement, always judgement
    There is no abstaining
    And the world is bleeding out
    It is soaked and staining

    Martyred, murdered
    Maimed and mad
    We are psycho-civilized
    From a launching pad
    Letting hypocrisy erupt
    Like we are bombing lands
    Exploding with compassion
    Of selfish demands

    It's a great divide
    While baring the same evils
    It's a tug-of-war
    Where the fighting's gleeful
    Where hatred is enamored
    With an intent that's lethal
    Seeing ally or enemy
    Rather than each as people

    Propagated and seduced
    Discipled and fed
    Indoctrination all deciding
    What we will defend
    You see, there is no family
    There are no friends
    Just cults by the legions
    Of the latest trends

    Leading you astray
    Won’t you disembark
    Won’t you flee from the bindings
    Of an endless dark
    Start to walk in caution
    Guard your heart
    From the systems of the world
    That would steal your spark

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 4d

    [ Fly ]

    Recently I
    Decided that I
    Wanted to do
    Something with my mind
    So I got a gun
    And I pulled the trigger
    Displaying my brains
    Like a beautiful picture

    What a piece of art
    Struggle in the heart
    Fly upon the wall
    Studying the parts
    Sort of like Picasso
    World disfigured
    Light upon the wings
    As they flit to a flicker

    High above the ground
    Feeling disembodied
    Such euphoria
    Could have been a hobby
    Life transcending
    Cracks of a vessel
    Wandering in soul
    Finally feeling special

    Looking through the eyes
    Buzzing through the sky
    Only one mission
    Try to hypnotize
    Forget what I witnessed
    World a dinner plate
    As I eat with a grimace

    Nothing left to do
    Goals set to check-mark
    Floating in this room
    Need a new benchmark
    Plenty of ideas
    In light of distraction
    Never looked more peaceful
    In fragments and fractions

    Gorging myself
    Feeling so content
    Body about to burst
    In this breaking of lent
    Everything a blessing
    Get me through the day
    A small sacrifice
    That will go a long way

    Time to fade off
    No unfinished business
    Guilt given up
    Finding forgiveness
    Time has stopped
    No more stress upon me
    Nothing left to haunt
    In the absence of body

    Living my best life
    Feasting on death
    With this short life
    That I have been blessed
    Living each day
    Like it’s full of potential
    For life is a gift
    In these moments so temporal

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 5d

    [ Chapters ]

    I am a person
    With no need of confrontations
    While you are a person
    Who literally creates them
    Now it doesn’t take much
    To foresee the situation
    Where one subtracting one
    Is not a healthy equation

    And yet, in my life
    My eyes just couldn’t see it
    Stars in the sky with love
    Held every wrong to be remit
    Now standing here, alone
    I see how the path was split
    But I just cannot help to feel
    That it was all worth it

    As I take a step back
    And look at the whole picture
    What is a decade of loss
    When there’s so much more that flickers
    See I was just a boy
    Turned to a man of wicker
    And sure you lit the flame
    But this pain won’t be the victor

    Rising from the ashes
    A new creation, birthed
    And if there’s one thing that I know
    It’s that love holds its worth
    Awaken every morning
    A heartbeat within the earth
    For life never truly ceases
    As there’s always more to search

    Life is like a novel
    And this is just another chapter
    Just another turning page
    To keep you in capture
    Where things can go so well
    Straight into disaster
    And bring you smack-dab back to joy
    Like sheep within a pasture

    Talk about a rapture
    What can I expect
    I once was there and back again
    With no time to regret
    Knowing joy and sorrow
    These things I won’t forget
    And if I even had the choice
    They still wouldn’t be reset

    Because this is my life
    Good to the last drop
    Always unwinding
    And it’s never gonna stop
    Just learning as I go
    All the things that I’ll adopt
    Moments, an experience
    That bring me to the top

    Standing at the pinnacle
    A precipice before me
    All senses sent to gravitate
    Indwelling in this glory
    Life, a thing mysterious
    Both calloused and adoring
    A continuous eternity
    Like chapters in a story

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 1w

    [ The Pumpkin ]

    How would you feel if they ripped out your guts
    And left you just a husk, a shell, empty cavity
    How would you heal from the loss and disgust
    To these actions unjust, in all of their vanity

    How would you cope if they carved up your face
    With stencils and blades, for their own entertainment
    Taking you from your home, feeling lost and displaced
    To be placed as a spooky arrangement

    Parts of you in a pie, for a family of five
    All topped with whipped-cream to the sight of a feast
    As they chomp and they chew, masticating you
    Forced to watch these devouring beasts

    Then baking your seeds, seasoned to their needs
    To meet their teeth with a crunch of delight
    To see such a deed with no means to be freed
    Could you ever imagine such frights

    Then sitting you on their steps, with no ounce of regret
    To show faintly a flicker that shines through the holes
    A Flamed silhouette, to show you as a threat
    Just a kindle to the wick of your soul

    Then leaving you all alone, to weather and show
    Your life and all energy draining
    All your hopes once aglow, have been left to corrode
    To wither, just waning and waiting

    For some young adolescent, who happens on by
    Just to give you the time of engagement
    The very last act, till your final goodbye
    Smashing you, left to rot, on the pavement

    Yes, how would you feel ‘bout the time of October
    Coming over and over, celebrated by all
    Maybe your drunken joys, would just start to sober
    If you knew my perspective of Fall

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 1w

    [ Business ]

    Religion is a business
    Meant to enslave you
    From state to the pulpit
    Synagogue to pre-school
    Any god could be ruled
    By-laws and steep dues
    A penance for a sin
    And then a tariff will take two

    Meant to silence your questions
    Make you cave to oppression
    Whether state jurisprudence
    Or a commandment from heaven
    Introduced with aggression
    To leave you in depression
    And the whole world submitted
    Leaves no viewer discretion

    Leaves a rues of succession
    No choice in the manner
    Indoctrinate it long enough
    Until the law is enamored
    Until the people are hammered
    To view your source as a glamour
    Until this false-authority
    Receives its praise in a clamor

    Just a product unhampered
    A sales-pitch in relation
    Choose a cross or an eagle
    And you could change a whole nation
    A few scapegoats and martyrs
    And a controlled segregation
    Almost every act of man
    Is part of this occupation

    It's a monopoly risen
    Through a crowd, egotistic
    Where you're treated as cattle
    Just a living statistic
    Just an offering held
    As though ritualistic
    Because in truth of the matter
    At the core it's sadistic

    Whether a preach or a speech
    A serminauguration
    It's a deceit they repeat
    Without any hesitation
    Passed down one from the other
    From our past generations
    Just a seed of a lie
    That has rooted with mutations

    You see, it's all just psychotic
    They want power and control
    They want what they speak
    To be all the world knows
    To be all that we think
    To be all that we sow
    To consume our whole lives
    To only serve to their roles

    You see religion's a business
    That tries to purchase the mind
    Tries to control your heart
    And just leave you in the blind
    Just leaves you in a bind
    So that you can never shine
    An identity lost
    To be conformed and resigned

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 1w

    [ Fortitude ]

    Life is a blessing
    But I won’t disguise when I feel beaten
    Won’t pretend all is well
    When I am feeling weakened
    Acknowledging your pain
    Is not the same as being victim
    It is leading by example
    And turning your pain into a wisdom

    For how much more joy is counted
    Then to those who’ve overcome
    From a sorrow overbearing
    Never letting their heart numb
    We have all felt these burdens
    To sorrows, once succumb
    But yet it’s through the time of healing
    That we transform who we’ll become

    So don’t you fret when feeling beaten
    Don’t you hide your pain away
    There’s a world that needs assistance
    That is looking for a way
    If you can’t be an example
    At least don’t be a dismay
    For that will lead you down a road
    That doesn’t lead to anything

    It’s about breaking free
    Not staying in the chains
    Not sitting there, wallowing
    Soaked by the pouring rains
    As hard as it may sound
    Only you can hold the blame
    Only you control yourself
    And how you respond is what you claim

    So I’m telling you, right now
    The fortitude is yours
    No matter your current burdens
    You can overcome this war
    By tending to your wounds
    Resting when you’re sore
    Keep rising when you fall
    Until the day that you’re restored

    Come to be the pillar
    Bastioned and secured
    So when the waves are observed crashing
    All will marvel how you endured
    How you faced your struggles
    How you faced your fears
    How you never wavered
    Because you chose to persevere

    And when the storm has passed
    Though weak, you’re not weary
    You do not dwell within despair
    All clouded and dreary
    And instead still show of passion
    Hopeful and clearly
    Ready to heal from the wounds
    That have cut you severely

    Because you have the strength
    To rise back to your feet
    To stand your ground
    When the earth shakes beneath
    To not let hurt define you
    Even when it repeats
    To be a beacon to the world
    That will not fall to defeat

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 1w

    #HeartOfBabel #Babel #GaratheDen

    (Warning: Lots of negative things pertaining to government and society, read at your own discretion.)

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    [ Allegiance ]

    The evils of the government
    Are pretty much bottomless
    Yet people still submit their lives
    And worship of their confidants
    Trained to fear the world
    Rolling armies out in prominence
    Conjuring up wars
    That they expedite with confidence

    All caution to the err
    Dropping bombs upon the slaves
    Another third world
    Reconstructed to a grave
    Another resource
    Let us carry on for days
    With the illusion of a threat
    You're guaranteed the people's praise

    Oh, hallelujah
    Flesh melting from their corpses
    Their children turned to ash
    Please send in the reinforcements
    Broadcast that there is danger
    And just fabricate the sources
    No need to end a war
    When you're flooded with endorsements

    And if the foreign land’s exhausted
    We'll just increase the population
    Of the people of the prisons
    That refuse the be our patrons
    And everyone applauds
    Whose hearts hold ignorance and hatred
    And everyone's enthralled
    By televised assassination

    It's been a while since the holocaust
    Maybe time to script a sequel
    Let socialism run amuck
    And sacrifice its people
    They've submitted to the government
    And that act has made them regal
    The worthless toys and joys of tyranny
    And now it's time to burn cathedrals

    Nothing held sacred
    In the rule of the State
    No religious act more glorified
    Then unrestrictive hate
    Keeping life in constant tension
    As a means to easily create
    Division in the populous
    That leads to segregate

    With so many factions battling
    Uncivil wars waging
    Basing their beliefs
    Based on the media's staging
    Propaganda flooding minds
    Deceptive yet engaging
    Raising the vile and destructive
    To contention and raging

    Changing the multitudes
    Adapting into legions
    Drawing unity through violence
    While society weakens
    While society bleeds and
    Ignores all of reason
    For all humanity is lost
    While evil has allegiance

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 1w

    [ A Decision of Love ]

    Have you ever felt rejection
    As you’ve strived for affection
    I have, and I’ll tell you
    To flee at the mention
    For some people are calloused
    In their heart, to no fail
    And they will beat you, and drain you
    In an endless assail

    But Love, True Love
    Is a treasure indeed
    With no restraint nor condition
    To set you to deed
    Selfless, in wonder
    Strength far beyond
    All the burdens we carry
    Just dissolve in response

    And what’s left, but a passion
    An intimate kiss
    That fells all your guards
    Till you cannot resist
    So you stay in eternal
    Knowing full well
    That outside of this Love
    Is only offered, a hell

    So find that Love
    To unlock the chains of your heart
    And do not let sorrow and shame
    Try to tear it apart
    Your hope is not slain
    By the wrongs you have known
    But instead lies in waiting
    Until its day to be shown

    So flee from the terrors
    Don’t heed to excuse
    For the actions of hate
    Just exhaust and abuse
    For you are a value
    And you shouldn’t feel pressured
    To perform for affection
    When you should be treasured

    So when, in love
    Has no answer returned
    That is the time
    Your heart should discern
    What is the purpose
    To hold to this way
    If love is so distant
    And your heart’s in dismay

    Now, love is resilient
    Love is never failing
    That is, if it’s true
    And not a curtailing
    And love could still tarry
    Past any old wrong
    But if love’s not returned
    It’s a solo of song

    So sing to a mirror
    Instead of a wall
    Look for love in reflection
    Not in withdrawal
    And whatever the outcome
    Whatever the choice
    Let love be the source
    Your decision employs

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 2w

    [ The Diplomat ]

    Liberal, Conservative
    Tolerant, unbiased
    A bunch of adjectives
    But none of which are Righteous
    Claim to be the best
    Just a god in the likeness
    Turns out that your religion
    Is the epitome of lifeless

    Elephants and asses
    Fighting under Eagles
    Underneath a steeple
    Preaching all that's fecal
    Teleprompter readings
    To indoctrinate the people
    Just to spark a civil war
    A distraction that is lethal

    Obey your Ten Commandments
    The government's expanded
    You wanna build yourself up
    But you just came openhanded
    Now everybody's branded
    Hurt, abused and stranded
    Felt the system gave you purpose
    But all meaning has disbanded

    Talk about an outcast
    The government has two class
    One controls the people
    While the other pays the sales tax
    That's quite a bit of contrast
    Begging for a hall pass
    Temperatures are rising
    And it's cloudy in your forecast

    A continual outpouring
    Eternities of warring
    When evil plays the victim
    You'll find none that are adoring
    So what's with all the roaring
    Actions so deploring
    Love is beaten down
    While hatred's set to soaring

    An empire of conquest
    Evil beyond contest
    Everyone submitted
    And blinded to false promise
    Now frankly lets be honest
    None of you are modest
    Submitted to a system
    That is eager to admonish

    Bigots set to blaspheme
    A nightmare of a daydream
    The walking dead amongst us
    Serving patriarch and regime
    Corruption of the episteme
    Lacking their own self-esteem
    Mutilating grace
    For the famine of the mainstream

    Republican or Democrat
    Any government at that
    If you support the system
    You have helped to form the epitaph
    Created your own golden calf
    Helped destroy the habitat
    In the likeness of a monster
    Just an advocate and diplomat

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 2w

    [ The Dreaded Parable ]

    Despair in your life
    Came a little premature
    But what you gonna do
    When things come unearthed
    You just sift right through the rubble
    Trying to find the treasure
    Searching for meaning
    When things are disturbed

    For there’s a whole lot to learn
    From the ashes and remnants
    With your structures destroyed
    As you just dwell without pleasance
    Destruction an art
    That never asks your acceptance
    To catch the truest emotion
    And expose your dependence

    Just a drop in the bucket
    Of an ocean of pain
    And not one man alive
    Holds a measure to claim
    For the waves and the tides
    Will rise and refrain
    And life will continue
    No matter how bad it rains

    So when the dam breaks
    And the lands are all flooding
    And you think to yourself
    That you’re left with nothing
    Frail and exposed
    In a fashion so grudging
    Know the waters will drain
    To bring a flower’s new budding

    And life will be grand
    And all will seem well
    When hope is restored
    And remains there to dwell
    And the tales we will tell
    Of our time in hell
    Where once we cried
    We’ll but laugh, as compelled

    And slowly but surely
    Our memories will fade
    We’ll forget of the pain
    How it once portrayed
    How it felt like the end
    That dwelling of shame
    And we’ll start to rebuild
    The same walls we were claimed

    And the flowers will bud
    But then so too the weeds
    And our comforts won’t afford us
    At all but to greeds
    And vain we will live
    Taking no heed
    While stretching all meaning
    For things we’ve no need

    And the cracks of foundation
    Will slowly start to spread
    And blinded in vanity
    We’ll not raise our head
    Ignoring the past
    All the same once again
    Until we feel the same loss
    And dwell in the same dread

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 2w

    [ Stars ]

    When I was a child
    I used to watch the stars
    Counting them in numbers
    All shining from afar
    Laying in the grass
    Gazing at the sky
    Mesmerized in silence
    On the night car rides

    But now I hardly see them
    With this city and its lights
    That muddy up the skies
    Veiling me from sight
    This life has lost its splendor
    To artificial glow
    And drawing me as dim
    To feel no purpose in the soul

    Try to make a wish
    Knowing it’s in vain
    This system is mechanic
    Meant to fashioning these chains
    Yet I’m told to keep on churning
    Strive to pave a way
    But as light and life diminish
    All that’s left is the grave

    Where are my starry eyes now
    Have they faded from existence
    The child I was once
    Just seems so far and distanced
    A memory that’s faded
    And almost inconsistent
    That I try to resurrect
    And yet my mind holds to resistance

    Society demanding
    That I look a certain way
    To walk the path long-worn and trodden
    And to never ever stray
    All the pressures on the efforts
    Where achievements build display
    And the world can gawk and ridicule
    Devouring the prey

    Trained to keep my eyes
    Focused on an object
    The illusions of success
    Where dreams are long since shipwrecked
    Lying to your mind
    And blindly I will accept
    While the stars remain veiled
    No longer seeing what they project

    I sit still in this fog
    Knowing it isn’t life
    To live within a shadow
    To never see the light
    And while the skies are darkened
    It’s but a fabricated night
    With murky, muddled visions
    Which I do not delight

    I long to see the stars again
    Where once I felt alive
    Instead of sitting here
    Where I feel I’ve long since died
    To live a life of freedom
    And not simply just survive
    To burn bright in all my brilliance
    Because I was born to shine

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 2w

    [ The Beating Heart ]

    The heart can be a rant
    Beating to a tantrum
    Blinded by emotion
    As the mind just cannot fathom
    Often that’s how we stand
    Pulsing to a spasm
    Losing touch with Love
    Giving chase unto the phantoms

    Until we’re held in darkness
    No direction to the light
    Servant to the mindset
    As it wanders out of sight
    Conjuring up demons
    Holding us in fright
    Divided from compassion
    And all of its delight

    Trapped within disorder
    Mentally deranged
    Shackled in deception
    Perceptions unexplained
    Calloused from the pain
    It has chosen to sustain
    Held within a prison
    Yet there’s always hope of change

    The heart can be a tyrant
    Divorcing self from love
    Craving but a vengeance
    Satiated but with blood
    Ready to devour
    Waiting for the flood
    Pressure building up
    To bang the gavel, as a judge

    Completely lost to purpose
    Torn away from passion
    Functioning to live
    But without any satisfaction
    Without the purest joy of love
    Just held within distraction
    Withered to the soul
    No longer holding an attraction

    The fruit has been exhausted
    The fields are laying bare
    From a heart that could have nurtured
    But instead embraced despair
    Letting all love fade away
    Neglecting over care
    So broken over time
    In dire need to be repaired

    Pushing love away
    Instead of being its reflection
    Called to be a beacon
    But dwelling in contention
    Silenced to the soul
    Letting corruption lead deception
    All recollection shattered
    Fading fast in disconnection

    Keep beating heart
    Awaken from demise
    Let love speak life again
    So you can finally reply
    Keep beating heart
    Release yourself from lies
    Be reconciled into love
    The absolute of your design

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 3w

    [ Holy ]

    What are you, but loved, my friend
    I hold no wrong in record
    For Love is all I will attend
    Consume me in all measure
    I once was lost within the blame
    Felt the burden of transgressors
    That held me blind within a shame
    And kept me from my pleasures

    My own belief a stumbling block
    Accepting but a lie
    When Truth had put me on the spot
    I let doubt be my guide
    A fool to turn his back away
    Salvation left denied
    And lo’ I stayed to waste the day
    While never asking why

    Now, such could have been my story
    Tragically remained
    A man veiled from glory
    Held captive by dismay
    But I was wrapped and fortunate
    Truth beaming to relay
    Identity beyond the trick
    That I had once conveyed

    And now a subtle whisper
    Can call me from despair
    To get my life right back to track
    To greet its kind repair
    Not shackled by the faults and fears
    Which I was so aware
    Blinded by a history
    Which I need not compare

    Eyes and mind are open
    The heart is wide awake
    And this discourse of love
    Is a resonance of fate
    The absolute of liberty
    A rapture right into grace
    For no matter what’s surrounding
    There is freedom to partake

    No, I will not forsake
    When the feast is right before me
    I will not feel ashamed
    Not let a lie keep me from glory
    For I’ve been shown a living truth
    Releasing me of worry
    Erasing all of fiction
    As it authors out my story

    And hope, for the first time
    Has overcome my life
    And seeing for the first time
    I finally have my sight
    Was blinded by corruptions
    And burdened by their strife
    But now the yoke is easy
    And the burden, it is light

    And what am I, but love, my friends
    As Love has come to know me
    And what have I but strength at hand
    As joy has come to show me
    Released in whole of all condemn
    No longer am I lonely
    To see and know truth apprehend
    Transforming me as holy

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 3w

    [ Chains ]

    The government is evil
    I've got eyes that see for centuries
    Deceitful, all but lethal
    It's a holocaust of recipes
    Calling it a masterpiece
    Rob you of your memories
    Worship is the centerpiece
    As silence falls on travesties

    Burial, the view
    It is graven of a different kind
    Crucified the Jew
    Death, destruction, devastation primed
    Colleseum audience
    Chanting for the death of time
    Hate to hear the obvious
    That genocide is not divine

    Raised up in the multitudes
    A mob that breeds through hatred
    Minds lost to hysteria
    Through fear all dominated
    Striving for a common cause
    Conformed and congregated
    All civility abandoned
    As war leaves them segregated

    No connection in relationship
    The absence of a family
    Tribal in their heritage
    Gainful in their vanity
    Raising principalities
    To cultivate brutality
    Lurking in the shadows
    While the mind turns to insanity

    This is not a fantasy
    Mass indoctrination
    A plague throughout our history
    Cultivating nations
    The evidence is in the act
    Of all submissive patrons
    Turning citizens
    Into the reapers of damnation

    Holding silence to the travesties
    While parading institution
    Condemning all that acts of peace
    While praising persecution
    The religion of the State
    Is to demand your contribution
    Through choice or through violence
    With no hope of retribution

    There's no hope in revolutions
    Within the rule of any governance
    That which man has crafted
    Can't create a lasting covenant
    For authority through violence
    Will not bring about deliverance
    And the sermons that they choir
    Are but a serpent's utterance

    Slither off the tongue
    To seduce you with its poison
    The venom of a lie
    Set to claim the life it's stolen
    Time to rise out of the depths
    To the chance to be awoken
    Let the evils fall away
    And let these chains finally be broken

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 4w

    [ Somewhere In Between ]

    Sick Is my conscience
    Now will I become an artist
    Tormented by the actions
    Of a truth that's never harnessed
    The picture painted clearly
    Populations veiled in darkness
    All enamored by the glamour
    The deception of this varnish
    So caught up in the temporal
    Society's a narcissist
    Bathed in blood and violence
    Because that's all their wars emit
    Turned into an arsonist
    This blaze consumes the sparsest bits
    So devoted to the State
    That they can all but not resist
    Worshipping antagonists
    Pledging their obedience
    The cult of this community
    Now serenades in deviance
    So much greed they breed in lusts
    Of self-seeking expedience
    To watch the world destroyed itself
    Before they'd ever turn to lenience
    No love in their initiatives
    Hearts all bleeding poisonous
    No humanity within their tones
    Sheep all bleating boisterous
    A flock that tramples life in way
    The pioneers of joylessness
    Corrupted by the flies in mind
    In lunacy, they're treasonous
    And here with my artistic eye
    I've witnessed this whole world's decline
    And I'm left to paint a portrait
    That holds no hope inside
    No light beyond the veil of them
    No pathway yet to shine
    The product of their selfish-acts
    Completely by design
    It's one thing for man to fear
    It's another to turn them evil
    And how easily I see it was
    The transformation of a people
    Strip them of identity
    Bind them from upheaval
    Indoctrinate them endlessly
    Till they worship what is lethal
    Call them to battle and they will march
    Raise arms against their brothers
    They'll fight to endless holocausts
    In worship for their lover
    This mythical authority
    That has turned one from another
    Has created a whole world-divide
    And now sees it through to suffer
    Sick is my conscience
    To perceive this force unseen
    These fictions formulated
    From superstitions and dreams
    Crafted, cultivated
    Unleashed and left to seethe
    Part nightmare, part reality
    And I'm caught somewhere in between

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 4w

    [ Pillow Talk ]

    It is morning
    And I am hiding under cover
    Veiled from the light
    Trying to remain in slumber
    Focusing on dreams
    Let the day fade away
    For rest is the only business
    That I long to sustain

    Peace beyond measure
    Joy that’s all resounding
    Eyes wide shut
    Picturesque and stunning
    Head up on the pillow
    Ease of shallow breaths
    Relaxing my whole being
    As I dwell with no regrets

    Taking the easy route
    Twenty-four seven
    The path of least resistance
    Peace as my obsession
    Feel free to criticize
    Strive in your own aggression
    As for me, in my bed
    Well, I remain in heaven

    Sunk into the mattress
    Such a sweet embrace
    No pressures are amounting
    Fear without a trace
    Comfort at a maximum
    Lounging like a king
    You’d be surprised, just laying here
    How much joy it brings

    Sure I could get up
    Put in an act to be productive
    But who am I to believe the lie
    That efforts are seductive
    And who am I but just a guy
    Caught in the ease of sleep
    Sure, the day is almost over
    But there are seven in a week

    I’m ignoring propaganda
    I’m staying in this bed
    Religion says to strive
    While only ever being dead
    While I’m alive and well
    Found comfort in the solitude
    Chaos all around me
    But not a thing that I’ll pursue

    You can riot in the streets
    I’m still in a steady peace
    Casting cares and worries
    And embracing my relief
    What are you a thief
    Trying to awake me
    No hope in your endeavors
    I’d rather the world forsake me

    For I’m living my dreams
    Merging with reality
    Completed in my ease
    This is immortality
    Sweet sweet sleep
    Shades over the window
    Effortless you see me
    Head upon this pillow

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 4w

    [ Architect ]

    I lived in a world
    That was not a reality
    Let myself believe
    That our love was quality
    Because love is my being
    And I was sure you mirrored me
    So distracted by my passion
    That I was lacking clarity

    Then you hurt me
    You drove that dagger deep
    And if my heart wasn’t so strong
    There’d been no hope of my relief
    All the years I’ve given
    You’ve taken like a thief
    And now you treat me like a bastard
    When it was you who chose to leave

    I would ask’ “What’s the matter?”
    But I know the list is long
    And you’d spin your webs of fiction
    And sing your siren songs
    Until truth has been abandoned
    Replaced with all your wrongs
    So I don’t ask a thing
    It’d just be agony prolonged

    And despite of all of this
    Love never changes mind
    When wronged, it turns the other cheek
    To be defaced by a new crime
    So you can be the monster
    And I’ll just be the kind
    And you can wage disaster
    And I’ll just heal, in time

    Because the way that you have acted
    At no time was ever right
    And if that is your true color
    You’ve no attraction to delight
    You may front a different person
    When you’re shown within the light
    But when you’re masked within the shadows
    You’re a completely different sight

    A display of smoke and mirrors
    An illusion to the eye
    A deception so unworthy
    Through a living, flagrant, lie
    But I won’t hold that against you
    Because you are not my bride
    You’ve become a stranger
    As you’ve shown your truest side

    No longer in my mind
    No longer in my heart
    All memories erasing
    Of the lives you’ve tore apart
    And that is my true blessing
    A means to just forget
    You’re fading from existence
    In this world I architect

    I’m creating a new world
    Where I can see truly
    Both Grace and Love abounding
    In all of their beauty
    Free to be myself
    Without any protest
    No longer walking in the shadows
    Of despair and distress

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 5w

    [ Oleander ]

    Even a beautiful flower can have a touch of venom
    Like a hand caressing a cheek
    It may feel like an act of compassion, but sometimes
    Affection is deceptive indeed
    Then the poison starts to release and then set in
    Soaking into pores with speed
    Till it flows through the veins, plotting course to the heart
    And your only hope then is to bleed

    No matter the beauty portrayed in display
    All warning lost to the breeze
    Externals admired seduced to a gaze
    Blind to the threats of disease
    As the sun reflects colors and passions, desires
    Holding you without any unease
    Remember, nothing is too sacred to leave you devoured
    Paralyzing the heart as it’s seized

    To uproot the flower that weeds in the wild
    Trying to then tame it with care
    Is a fool of an errand to jester in smile
    A tragedy sprung unaware
    For no matter how tender, how kind you have gardened
    Your intentions though pure in affair
    Just a taste of a petal can corrupt your whole nature
    Poisoning you to despair

    For a scent is a sense, but a heart without caution
    Beats to the mercy of time
    Ignore ache and lament through the sweet smell of nectar
    Numbing itself from design
    Lured by longing, coerced by a feeling
    Ensnared by emotion’s decline
    Leading life to a fiction, to foil existence
    Where innocence becomes the crime

    So enamored by the dreams, these fields seem fantastic
    That you fail to grasp of the roots
    Veiled from your sight, in the seeing of life
    To maintain to this dangerous pursuit
    Where perceptions of joy mask the truth to a void
    That the mind has been held to pollute
    And you’ve reached out in vain, to make such a claim
    In an act that will never hold fruit

    Flowers focus attention while you keep to shadows
    To toil and nurture and hope
    So attentive to nature, your nature receding
    Retracting to demands and reproach
    All the blood and the sweat and energy extinguished
    The roots, deeply seeded, control
    Despite all sacrifice, and this withering life
    Imperfection’s eternally loathed

    Watch them blossom and bloom and beacon to you
    The illusions of all that you crave
    You exhaust of the view, but refuse that it’s true
    After all, you’ve already forgave
    Growing weaker and bleaker, a soul to beseech her
    Now conformed in the ways to behave
    You’ve consumed the last venom that’s sent you to heaven
    Just an ornament set to your grave

    The wild holds beauty, but most of it’s calloused
    Readied with poisonous sting
    Finding strength in deception, receptions of violence
    To bury all love that may cling
    For weakness is meek, and the humble devoured
    Raising a tyrant of kings
    And the hues of this flower, now changing its colors
    For a victim of another spring

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel

  • heartofbabel 5w

    [ Break The Habit ]

    Creativity wants to be birthed from me
    All my day dreams wanting to escape their solitude
    I want it too, but I keep doubt holding me down
    While the congress in my mind continually argues excuse
    Maybe I’m not cursed, maybe I’m just clearly a fool
    To hold talents and vision to lapse in synapse
    My collective works of art all fragments of thought
    Will I release them one day or just choose to relapse

    While dreams fan the embers trying to ignite this flame
    While I’m holding my breath just hoping for change
    It’s a shame because my vision maintains to be blurry
    And I won’t hurry out to greet what I feel is estranged
    For I like my comforts and all that’s familiar
    But don’t think that I’m lazy in this imagination
    I’ve lived more lives than I’m willing to confess
    And that might be enough, as I figure, in relation

    Yet some like a more institutionalized way
    Where the weight of success is a constant demand
    Start a rat race for a title to claim
    To the applause of a corporate command
    But sometimes the gutter holds treasures and shade
    And I’m more apt to just stoop to that level
    For I’d rather have nothing then the pride of a slave
    Enchanted, advocating the devil

    Relax, it’s a fact, the idols of religion
    Are a manifest destiny in all of our trades
    Trained like an animal, shaped in behavior
    To the display of identity through these parades
    But I’m tired of marching to tunes undistinguished
    From every other cult that sings their own praise
    So until my dreams are clear, I’ll just stay in this place
    And try not to feel burdened by the means of delay

    Life might be short but why rush to mistake
    To forsake who you are in exchange of promotion
    When you could hone your own skill, though it may not be staged
    Is it still not a worthy devotion
    I think it might be, so I’ll continue to dream
    And if some fade away, well it is what it is
    After all, what nightmare would come to arise
    If I was granted every one of my wishes

    So I’ll wrestle with patience, impatient, impatience
    Dancing twelve rounds with doubt and assurance
    I’ll take my own beating and rise, and repeating
    In the hopes I’ll still find my endurance
    Don’t need approval, don’t need the applause
    Yet sometimes I still crave it in panic
    Trauma as it surfaced, to heal to a purpose
    In the hopes I’ll finally break the habit

    © GaratheDen
    © HeartOfBabel