Lorien Noctividus

 Cwellan, Destroy. °Reversed and Repressed. Inverted vertebrates,, A self ambition was filled, To Conquer and become divided, Night into Night one kind, Cwellan, Destroy, Hear the cry of the war souls, Calling to atonement. Calling to blood shore.° L.C. Noctividus

  Alaric °Me and my Atelic Procedence, Opening eyelids to a dreadful Arisan, In the desserts my footprints cant be erased, Im the Alaric and the Attor of the new day. Nights into Days, Rivers into Anything, The tunnels and the harbors for army arrivals Beadurinc of legions to part the Seas again, Bealdor has my name and my rings on them. Cirice of night realms during hours of the day, There is no awake, no rest, no tempest, Decapit the Lord and the Lamb of God, For the last ray of Midday, to eternal Mayhem. ° L.C. Noctividus

  Satyr and Thunder °We hoped for breeze and sunrise, When the day came just rivers of blood came, When the march started we knew in the fate,, Satyr and  thunder with a reign of thieves was in, For a decay of centuries, We slaves, had been aimed, To a word left unsaid we held tight to embrace, The dawn of a world in chaos and violence, This is why we came, why we fell. why we teared away. ° L.C. Noctividus

No Altars °No Altars to those who betrayed us, To the liers and the deceivers, If we decided to stray away, The wandering would set us free, The books would burn in flames, everything would finally come to and end, Only the sea is our guide now, And after sundown, to trust we would learn. ° L.C. Noctividus

  SUNDOWN °If im left alone, Left drained to the stall, To a world with no name, I might forget the shame, To be a Misfit, and have no rays, No days to welcome, But the sundown here.° L.C. Noctividus

  OBLIVION  °Oblivion is the word, and all that lies within, I wish i could forget, What kills me underneath, Without a sun vein, and a flame untold, somehow i don't feel, like i really belong, In dark seas of joy, someone once said, You'll find the correct bone, But never fitted in me.° L.C. Noctividus

    POEMA I: REDENTORES I.II ESFERA SANGRANTE ° Esfinge de hielo, Terciopelo corrupto, Carcinoma envuelto, Escombros de hiel y hueso, Ella no pronunció de nuevo, no meditó, no encontró al sereno, Sabría que era el último día, de corrupción, de aliteración furtiva, de convulsión, de sospechas funestas, de tradiciones de naturaleza opuesta, de evolución e incubación convexa, Sabría que el día en noche se tornaría, se estremecía pero se mantenía altiva, De ésta eterna esfera de guerras sufridas, Se alzaría en tremenda furia sin vigilia. Reinaría, si,           al fin los cielos la albergarían.° L.C. Noctividus

POEMA I: REDENTORES I.III  ESTIGMAS °Manifiesten los Albores, Melocotones de ocre, Sirenas a la deriva, Carne que atestigua, Fue de lo escabroso, Fue de lo incestuoso, Fue de la tragedia, Fue de lo asqueroso, Un ave que se perdía, Que volaba y no renacía, Que creía en sus estigmas, Y olvidaba la eucaristía,° L.C. Noctividus  

  POEMA I: REDENTORES I.I BENDITA SANGRE ° Que baje y que cante, sobre las azucenas y el rocío, Una dulzura impenetrable, El rojo de su sangre, De una copa de oro, beberá bajo el atardecer, de su bendita sangre sea, El nuevo amanecer, No podrá detener a legiones, Seremos corderos y guardianes, Legítima sea la cruzada, De aquellos bravos sultanes.° L.C. Noctividus

  CÁNTICOS DE MUERTE III °Follajes de Marfil, Lino Pastoral, Zinc y Hueso negro, Falsos cipreses añejos, Confesiones nacaradas, Un suspiro de resguardo, Un rezago en la apariencia, Un espejo de respaldo.  ° L.C. Noctividus

   CÁNTICOS DE MUERTE II °Si la muerte no cantara, en la noche entramada, Menta, Lima y cereza,  Para una sacarosa funesta, Edulcorante manifiesto, Fragancia de dulcamara y ajenjo, Un reposo intranquilo, un absceso, De restos sombríos, de blancos cedros. Un respirar agitado, colapsar de venas, Caminos encontrados y callejas eternas, Ocotes colorados, de fina plata y acacias negras, Paralizantes reflejos, sueños limpios, hemorragias internas. ° L.C. Noctividus

   CÁNTICOS DE MUERTE I °Malva y  cerúleo, para adornar el lecho moribundo, Una estrella de nieve, que alumbre los pesebres, Morirán al frío celeste, Perecerán al alba incandescente, Sé que pasará, y cuando pase caerá la peste, Unos cuerpos violáceos, Que hierven al almez mediterráneo, Sucumben a la tentación, de una sepultura sin bendición, Enterraremos entre escombros y framboyanes, a aquellos que piensan en el cantar de los cantares, Aterrorizan sin pereza, sin juicio, sin destreza, a quienes deciden soñar mientras la vida perezca. ° L.C. Noctividus

  POEMA II: REINOS °Susurro eterno por si ella volviera, a pasearse con un canto sin mesetas, Torrentes de plata, agua fría, y ciruelas, Para teñir los suelos de hierbas muertas, Cada día es un faro que no cesa, Cuando sueña es una vida alterna, Aletas y Alas dice, para cuando vuelva, A cabalgar por Reinos sin Cordilleras, Se muere al pensar en no volver, En no regresar, no poder reconocer, Si cuando calla es una nueva forma de poseer, Aquella Solitud que ahora es y será su poder.° L.C. Noctividus

  POEMA I: MECENAS  °Niña de fuego, Tu Eres de Respeto, Sin vanidad, sin juicio, sin Sonetos. Cada trago que se bebe es santería, Con una Luna media llena se mandaría, Un buen amarre, o Una conquista, Si con sangre pagas mejor tener garantía. Se mareaba, se mecería, Como una arpía se vengaría, Cada segundo trata una nueva sangría, Si por las noches te clavas negras bulerías. Un ritmo santo para conjurar hechicería, La boca calla pero el índice exponía, Mecenas nocturnas para una buena cacería, No te arrepientas niña, conjuga ya Palabrería° L.C. Noctividus

  POEM X: MISS X °Is this a Mass or a Buffet?, People coming in like its a Feast, They forgot its not to amuse, nor to cheer, Some said: don´t eat it now, its for the Beast, I found my wrists in scarlet red, Sooner they took me to an old cascade, A fassade where time doesnt demand, The sacrifice was perfomed tight and right, Some valetines i used to claim, We didnt have enough to share, Some other days she used to stain, Whatever teardrop she deserved to lend, Oh Miss X dont follow me, She haunts my dreams, She baptised my fears, If Miss X is coming here, better leave a Goodbye note,  Better conceal my feet.° L.C. Noctividus

  POEM IX: BLACK WRISTLET °She packed her gloves, In her black wristlet, Said she was coming back, Sooner or later, but dressed in black, No Matter where she went No Matter where she left. Stilettos followed her, Begging for a Murderer, They said it was meant to be, They told her she asked for it, They named here Vain, And for vanity she failed, Or so they said.° L.C. Noctividus “A  PAIR OF SHARP WINGS, TO FADE FAR AWAY FROM HERE”

  POEM VIII: TO FAIL °To Fail, To be diseased, To be forgotten, To be unversed, To be frail, To be afraid, To succumb, To desolate, To share, To maintain, To protect, To innovate, To evolve, To unwrap, To be sealed, With a kiss..° L.C. Noctividus

  POEM VII: ONE SANGUINE QUEST °One sanguine quest, Erasing all vanity, Sudden expectation, Lipstick fails, Stocking held tight, One last conversation, Hair stuck in the tub, Nail polish undone, Her lashes in the water Her heels flying high, A surface unreal, Another dimension, A new world for her, Leaving what is left, For other corpses.° L.C. Noctividus

  POEM VI: RANSOM °Would stars embrace me, If they knew I was getting captive? Im being held for ransom, my blood will be the payment, my bones will be the aura, my hair will be the night, our sins will be the answer, I will not fight. I will stand still and face the  consequences, If my death will be the peace, So it will be for all the questions.° L.C. Noctividus

  ° I Feel BLOODLUST, before i wake and in the haunting hours, before i rest and after the dawn´s chaos, I Feel BLOODLUST, When the red wolves howl, and when i speak all my vows, ° I Feel BLOODLUST, when im opressed, savagely supressed. When time runs inversed and conversed, I Feel BLOODLUST, when i remember her ankles and her neck, when i smell her skin in my mind and in myself, I Feel nothing but BLOODLUST, when im supposed to reflect, before and after i meditate, I Feel BLOODLUST, When i walk, when i stand, Whenever i can take a break When im heavy in sleep, When im heavy in this tears. When i live and i exist, When i eat and fix my skin When im possessed and impressed, When i pray and unpray.° L.C. Noctividus

  ° Scapula Scapularium, And blood to heal the pain, Carpals where she cut deep, Clavical Calvario, Vertebrae little child, like strings towards a sacrifice, Tarsals to keep me grounded, to the abyss of Remains, Where ribs stand still, to the echoes of time and silence, One last of the Metatarsals, To remind me of innocence, And her Ulna and Fibula, to whisper my name. ° L.C. Noctividus

  ° A lack of existence, Nor a lack or pain, A Femur of stone, A clavichord astray, The sound of her voice, A last remorse for them, The last untold victims, Drowned in Veritas and scents, A vein with no name, The last defense, A silence that evokes death, The surrender, the last breath, One pale orchid, for her burial nest, The steps downwards the stairs, a Satyr of broken  ashes, The nails that never heal, A blue decadence in her legs, A black, dead end, The forgiveness and the rest.° L.C. Noctividus

  ° I walked not knowing, i would ever be forgotten, Deceived into a creed, that never belonged to me, I faded, with cold drapery, I decided to leave, Was not allowed, to move on nor extinct, Is there pain in the bones? The pain of remaining, here. ° L.C. Noctividus