Glimpses Of The Netherworld

Lost souls interwoven,
Speak in words
Left unspoken,
Screaming,
Shouting in deafened ears,
Tormenting my senses,
Ringing my fears,

These opaque windows to shrouded mysteries,
These hooded eddies of unconfirmed history,
Spiraling effigies
Dancing in flickering darkness,
Blown on the breeze,
Soundless whispers of pain and madness
Lost between plains,

Going nowhere,
But mobilizing,
They are everywhere.
I can sense them,
Feel them,
Almost touch them.
I can hear their grieving banshee wail,
Silent as the night,

Uncommunicating purgatory thoughts,
They make no sense.
Vaporizing notions of nothing,
Like steam among clouds,
Invisible entities,
Evaporating,
Dissolving like clear droplets of rain,
Little crystal balls of time and space,

Split second flashes of quantum,
That break dimensions.
Ghosts,
Spirits,
Specters,
Apparitions,
The past as written,
They prophesies my future
With glimpses of the netherworld!