Unclosed Casket

Unclosed Casket

A Poem by whiteravhen

Ashes of regrets have been blown
from the unclosed casket fury has been thrown
A fugitive escape from casket unclosed
perhaps be vanquished by Undergrounds
where Devils lie...
The casket should be closed; but no!
Hell should be unleash regardless 
with raging flames of frustration
When firmament becomes dark,
drawn by the poisons of humanity 
from the casket left unlocked.
The corpse has risen
to whisper its hymn
A demon for others might be
a sage for some.

A vacated casket should be 
taken place
It's open of course, for a person
who's cursed...
celebrated in a funeral
chanting a requiem...
an unclosed casket
with the corpse eyes wide open
A fucked up death has been evoked
with raging s**t of mercy
buried inside...
Unclosed casket has been thrown
with mediocre lies that 
chops the court; chops the corpse we spawn
The carnage corpse has risen
in a heretic requiem
with subliminal vengeance 
they've been mocking at...
Now with significant reason to stand
from the unclosed casket
it stands with a sacred number 
when the sixth number 
stands in triple
Behind lies here comes reality 
fading away.....
Becoming ashes blown towards the 
casket and buried alive
in the underground
or a choice of breaking the casket
...when it's indestructible....
Covered with ashes of regrets it's unbreakable 
You can't change 
my religion
my prayer...
You know you can't destroy a casket
when it's composed of your spit.

A flower can never be so precious 
once it's rotten down
and to be buried...
made unto ashes to bless the casket
Now the Demon has to 
nurture itself
from a holy casket unclosed
for confrontations
An imagination can't be real
It isn't real...
It's only frustration growing to wrath
like ashes blown to cover 
the casket
like ashes blown to close 
the casket
with rotten corpse, the casket
shall be opened once again
and unleash the ashes of
raging fury
...walking through the flames
that pierced my burning core.
Once again, the ashes were blown
and covers the golden skies
and blazes darkness to them
M***********s reconcile from spits
of misjudgements turned to hem
the casket shall remain unclosed.

To create chains of existence
for the eyes of the humanity
to be opened
of what the hell is goin' on
giving mislead psychosocial escape
that leads to funeral
leading humanity back to Hell,
burned alive
Rotten corpse turned to ashes 
which strengthens
the casket
and stands a backdraft..
the sixth number in triple
and tombstones stands as altar
with skies covered in ashes
and flames raging in fury
This is the year where hope fails you
making you embrace the hatred
and making angels deserve to cry
and scream yourself to death
and throw yourself against the wall
for the casket has been opened,
risen from Underground...
I guess I've tried my best at least
a finger's laid for times elapsed
Now all I have to do is 
Live with so much hate...

© 2014 whiteravhen


Author's Note

whiteravhen
ignore the grammar please

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Added on September 8, 2014
Last Updated on September 8, 2014

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whiteravhen
whiteravhen

Dumaguete City, Region 7, Philippines



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