As I Walk The Night Poem by Marton Dezso

as I walk the night
cry my tearless cries
if I may I just might
deny my soulless lies
godless tries to quit
this cursed life
of mine
forgiving nothing on earth
see that angry spit
on my birth
the bells they ringed
midday when the sun lurked
with colours heat and light
„lumen de lumine”
light derived from the light
man serves now the rope
mighty rests because
we're resting now for hope

the same you’ve read
in each and every line
from this shaking old
hand see these letters
my dirty touch on
the body of art
sacred desecrated
my fingerprints on time
see my scares bloom out
see the roses in my arms
I’ve brought them for you child
for you were just a child
seventeen seen many
seven kings and seven rings
seven springs on seven wings
came and went
yet they nailed your coffin
nice and tight
bang the hammer cried

in purple the garden sad
gardens in red
the flowers smell since then
graveyards in November
my body is wasted
my heart sold
my soul my soul
where did I loose you
my mind my mind
does my skull host you no more
the first winter frost you
the second winter the third
the fourth the fifth the sixth
seventh
remind me my dear scares
that this past
was mine somehow
strange and far
unfair these cards
but somehow mine.