Infernal's paradise

Penned on 25 January 2008

Ages ago, when the knell chimed,
From the crutches of human race, I was survived.
Escaping from the shackles of both Life and Death,
Fled to the shores where the sanity prevailed.

Strolling the mystic acmes of Eden's heights,
The blissful sun kissed the shadows of the peaks.
The finesse of aurora percolating through the woods,
I witnessed, the dust swirling in that narrow crevice.

The birds chirped the rhymes of joy,
The wild shrubs dancing in the bountiful light.
The gelid dew on the humble blade and the earth,
And the flowers blossomed on the tapers of gnarled twigs.

Then descending the slopes of eminent crests
I reached pastures resembling like the Prairie land
The bevy of mellowed lambs grazed the meadows 
And the primordial beings caressed the mother Earth

Far from the distance, sleuthed the svelte stream
The effluent rivulet fluxed calm and serene
The flock of hermits revered the placid river
While some seers chanted the hymns in the nearby shrine

Then the night ushered from the fields of delight,
And the revered NOX descended on the holy earth
Seeing the reflections of the lunate in the purged runnel
I was flummoxed and exalted to embark on this land

After many years, my sojourns to the varied lands ceased,
And in some rotten piece of flesh, I was conceived. 
Now along with my flesh jaunted to various plates of the crests,
And now I am at the foothills of Mount Eden.

Trekking the peaks with reminiscences of my last visits
But I am foiled by my own thoughts of clay.
The grim clouds lurking, when I stepped on the heights,
And I see no labyrinth woods on this weathered peak.

Today the sun betraying with its hazy crimson light,
And the dawn is eclipsed by the morbid might.
There it starts the torrential pelting from the somber skies,
I falter in the chasm where the infernal reign.

The same land where the pastures were dispelled
I witnessed the fields, by dearth and famines are trampled
The barbarian wolves superceded the bevy of tamed lambs
While the same primordial beings predated this doomed land

Moving across the dysfunctional bereaved earth,
I notice the bleak mirages of the svelte stream.
The once placid rivulet, now deluged with the thick gore,
And the consecrate edifices razed to build sentry tomb.

Even the hermits resorted to artilleries and weapons,
Arsons of the holy shrines, they envisaged the faith of mankind.
The choirs once they uttered sanctimoniously,
The sadism in their minds beguiles my dreaded eyes.

And now far beyond the horizons the forlorn night descends
And the revered NOX once again commences to reign.
But the vivid moon was no where in the somber skies 
And I see the scepters lamenting to the divine

As I wait for a new dawn, 
In the rivulets repleted with grimes,
I see the auguries once written in the holy writs.
While the Forces of Nature awaits,
To tranquilize this anathematized realm