A Tome of Poems: Dogma

DOGMA

For some its a theological schism

For others, a coping mechanism

There are those that stand by its conviction

There are those who maintain there is a contradiction.

A belief propagated by a virgin birth

A doctrine professing about life after death

A tool utilized in ensuring morality

A weapon that can be a source of calamity.

A principle for instilling orderly manners

Or a propaganda for installing mental fetters

The apprehensive remain blanketed in doubt

The accepting retain their faith, evermore taut.

A Tome of Poems: Cronos

CRONOS

Its a perpetual river flowing without ebb

Round and round it goes like the cycle of Kreb

Its contents washed away never to be undone

Carrying with it ripples of things to come.

Its the endless rotations of a celestial wheel

Events come and go which no one can conceal

Secrets buried and destinies foretold

No one can escape the grasp of its hold.

Its a titan controlling the epoch of the cosmos

Convicted and committed, no one can stop Cronos

The past a memory, situations we can’t suture

The present a gift, utilize and plan for the future.

Godfall Part 6

Salutations to all and sundry, I hope you all are basking in the warmth and ambiance of the new year. Today I will continue the story that I have been uploading for some time now. The story of Jonas Irapada, a man haunted by loss and in an act of desperation, while trying to recover his loss, unintentionally forfeited even more. Here is a link to the last part that was published previously: https://hybridbooks.wordpress.com/2016/12/18/godfall-part-5/

GODFALL(CONTD)

Jonas returned to his charred home and burnt farmland, he sat next to the family house which was now nothing more than a scorched waste. Jonas laid sprawled on the ground, with his legs outstretched and his demeanor sour. He appeared crestfallen as he went over the scenario that had just taken place moments ago. he had lost both his mother and sister due to negligence and abrasion and now he was feeling hopeless. Across the distance, he spotted a cavalcade of human figures approaching, they seemed to be hauling goods and materials in a large wagon which was being drawn by two oxen. Jonas sat up to investigate further and to his disappointment, realized that it was Osi and his ragtag group of bandits, transporting extra products which had most likely been robbed off residents of the neighbouring farms. As they got closer, Osi noticed Jonas again and said.

”What do we have here now, the prodigal son returns”

”You already took everything from me, what else could you possibly want?”

”Nothing, as a matter of fact though, I was hoping to come across that delicious little sister of yours”

Jonas eyes widened, a vein struck his forehead as he became enraged.

”I lost them, I lost them all because of you!!!”

Jonas yelled at Osi, before picking up a large rock laying nearby

”I wouldn’t do that if I were you”, Osi sneered ”You do remember how this ended last time right?”

”I don’t care, you have taken everything from me”, Jonas bellowed, tears trickling down the sides of his face ”I shall take your life for Jenna’s”

With that said, Jonas lunged at Osi with the rock in his hand. he swung his right arm violently , trying to land a blow but Osi effortlessly dodged his attacks and laughed at him.

“You will have to do better than that soldier boy”, Osi continually teased and jeered at him.

Jonas continued swinging his arm, trying to hit Osi with the rock but to no avail. His mind was clouded with rage and he wasn’t thinking straight. Osi eventually got bored and pushed him to the ground.

”Enough I am going to put this sad oaf out of his misery”, Osi said, beckoning to one of his thugs to hand over a machete.

Osi walked over to Jonas, who laid prone on the ground in defeat and sorrow. Osi lifted up his arm, wielding the machete with intention to strike Jonas down when ‘BOOM’. A loud sound like that of thunder resonated from the skies as the sky cracked open and a huge ball of fire plummeted down at an unprecedented velocity towards Jonas, Osi and the rest of the bandits. The bandits looked up and saw the flaming ball which prompted them to run amok. Osi stepped away from Jonas as he anticipated the destination of the incoming fiery mass. Jonas stood in terror as he tried to comprehend the situation. The flaming ball got closer and hotter, Jonas snapped out of his trance and ran away from his smoldered house just in the nick of time as the spherical inferno slammed into the burnt building, decimating the charred remains and spewing hot flames and debris everywhere. Jonas and the rest had covered enough ground which put them at a safe distance from the explosion. The dust eventually settled and Jonas stared in awe at the completely disintegrated ruins of where his house once stood.

There was nothing but a large hole in the ground which was the point of impact from the fireball. Jonas walked towards the hole and looked in, to his amazement he spotted an radiating figure laying spreadeagled at the center of the crater. The figure had a golden robe on with long black hair that had probably once been elegant but now looked singed from the flames. Around the figure oozed out gold from its body which seemed to be the blood of the humanoid. The figure raised his head, wearing a weary smile, as it did so, its robes began to lose its shine and turn brown, his radiant skin began to deteriorate and decay.

”I presume that I have become the pit of the joke”, the figure said weakly ”Assist me blood bag, my essence fades”

Jonas was confused, the figure stared at him, his arm outstretched asking for aid as his golden pupils slowly turned to rust brown. Jonas, still bamboozled, reached out to grab the figure when ”FWOOSH”. A lambent ball of light swirled around Jonas, his skin lit up like a mid afternoon sun. His hair lit up and stood tall as he smelt a burning sensation in the air, yet his skin was not immolating. The incandescent glow transpired across his entire body as he slowly levitated from the ground, eyes wide open and mouth ajar. Then his body suddenly stung him as if he had been hit by a lightning bee multiple times simultaneously. Osi and his thugs were witnessing everything and gathered around the levitating Jonas in abject wonderment. A bright light then shot out of Jonas’ body horizontally, briefly illuminating the entire dusking landscape and then it was over. Jonas collapsed to the ground, his body emitting smoke. He coughed a couple of times and tried to assume an upright posture before collapsing. He looked at his body for scars or injuries but found none. He turned his gaze towards Osi and his men, which prompted one of the thugs to speak.

”His eyes, they have turned pure gold”

Out of the debris of the house, there were some broken glass, Jonas sauntered towards them and glared at his reflection. Lo and behold, his two eyeballs were totally golden in color, both pupil and iris.

”Your mortal coil took well to the procedure”

A voice spoke in Jonas’ head which stunned him, he turned around wondering where the source of the voice was, it was then Jonas realized that the figure from the crater had disappeared.

”Dost thou not feel empowered with all this energy coursing through your veins”.

TO BE CONTINUED.

 

A Tome of Poems: Icarus

ICARUS

Man is borne, bipedal and grounded

The fowls of the air, winged and airborne

Man tills the ground to be fed

The birds soar, feasting under the sun.

Man evolved, civilizations formed

He learnt to build, he learnt to destroy

Man strives as much to be a god

He forgets his beginnings as a boy.

Remember Icarus, dauntless but unwise

Went too close, never to fly again

Man should fill shoes his own size

Over-ambition is a mile away from been insane

Happy New Year 

Merry Felicitations everyone, as expected I have been basking in the yuletide festivities. I formally welcome you all to the year 2017, where dreams and hopes will be realized and achieved. As mentioned earlier, the reason I have been AWOL from posting was because I was enjoying the holidays but soon I shall return to my blogging habits. Till that time, you all have a fantastic holiday. 

A Tome of Poems: Kismet

KISMET

Freedom, a feeling a caged bird craves

To abscond its plight, and engage in flight

Liberation, a desire wanted by a felon that prays

To see the light, and live without fright. 
We all feel imprisoned on way or another 

It could be in our mind, or in the things we find

We all search for escape from matters that bother

To kick back and unwind, and leave worries behind. 
For are we free to our will or destined by kismet

To love or hate, to proceed or wait 

Whatever the truth we must be ready and set

Whether it be by fate, or we get to dictate.

Godfall Part 5

It’s been a while since we embarked on the journey of Jonas Irapada, a desperate and determined man, hell bent on bringing his mother back from the dead by any means necessary.

GODFALL(CONTD)

”I am Jonas Irapada, a lowly farmer”, Jonas said amidst fright, as his voice quivered in fear ”I have summoned you for the purpose of your aid”.

”And what purpose art thou summoned me for?”, Akana retorted.

”I wish for you, O great one, to please bring my mother back to the land of the living”

”Hahaha”, Akana laughed, his laughter echoing throughout the entire room ” A resurrection? What doth thou possess to trade in for this gesture?”.

”I know it is has barely been done before, but I offer you something great in return” Jonas paused briefly, turning to face Jenna ”My life”.

”Nooooo! You can’t do this brother” Jenna protested ”It’s not worth it, trading your life for mother’s”

”Your sibling speaks true, for I canst accept the life of the summoner, such action renders the transaction null”

”Ok, alright I can offer something else”, Jonas said.

”IT IS DONE!!!”, Akana bellowed.

Jonas appeared surprised, Akana had accepted to bring his mother back to life without stating his price. He was wondering what it meant when ‘SZINHK’. A bright light washed over the room, illuminating every corner of the room and eliminating every shadow or shade. The light source emanated from the top of Jonas’ mother’s corpse. A hole appeared out of the thin air as a pathway manifested with a bright and shining figure descending down the pathway. The figure was clothed in a celestial robe radiating with a golden glow. The figure had a female face with long blonde and glowing hair. She reached the edge of the glowing portal and looked towards Jonas and Jenna. She opened her mouth and spoke.

”My beautiful children, it’s so lovely to see you again”

Her voice sounded like a clash of cymbals. Jonas stared bewildered, hot tears streamed from the corner of his eyes. He was looking at his mother, the same person he had lost a couple of hours ago. He opened his mouth to speak but no words were found, Jenna, equally amazed noticed her brother’s shock and decided to speak instead.

”It’s so great to see you again mother, we thought we had lost you”

Jonas finally found his wit and got up from his crouching position, he stretched out his hand to touch his glowing mother.

”Enough! Our deal hath been concluded, I have retrieved your mother from the afterlife”, Akana interrupted ”It’s time for thou to honor thy end of the bargain”

”Yes I know, but you said you couldn’t take my soul”

”I know, but there exists another soul in this immediate vicinity”, Akana replied with a sly grin.

Jonas stood perplexed at first, then came to the sudden realization of the situation.

”NO! YOU ARE NOT TAKING MY SISTER!!!”

”Hahaha, thou hast offered thy soul, but alas I canst take thy soul, hence I have to make due with the next available soul”

“That was not the deal, I will offer something else, anything else, just leave her alone”, Jonas pleaded, his heart racing with panic and fear.

”Negative, the deal hast been done, well cast thine eyes upon thy mother and bid her farewell”

”What do you mean?”

Jonas’mother faded away and the glowing portal closed up, leaving his mother’s lifeless body in its wake.

“NOOO!!!”, Jonas screamed ”Bring her back!!!”

”Dost thou really think that a demonite could resurrect an individual? Anyway it was a pleasure engaging in business with you, I shall take my leave with my prize”

With that said, black smoke emitted around Jenna and grew thicker exponentially, it gradually enveloped Jenna as she began to fade away from reality.

”Brother, help!”, she screamed.

”I wont let you go sis, hold tight”

Jonas grabbed unto her hands but slowly began loosing his grip as he felt her body become intangible, she was becoming transparent.

”Leave her Akana, I beg you, take me instead”

”My apologies young one, that canst be done”

”Leave her alone or I will kill you!!!”, Jonas screeched with tears welling up in his eyes, He reached for any object lying around, he picked up an iron rod and hurled it at Akana, but before the rod could make contact, it simply dissolved into nothingness.

“You dare strike a demonite, you insolent vile creature”, Akana bellowed, then he waved his hand and threw Jonas across the room without even touching him. Jonas hurtled across the room before slamming into the wall.

”I bid thee farewell”, Akana said as he disappeared, shortly after Jenna became entirely see through and vanished as well.

”Jenna I will bring you back, I swear it”, Jonas called after his sister but she was gone ”This is all my fault, the demonite, it tricked me”

The conjurer who had been silent throughout the entire ordeal, sauntered over to Jonas and helped him off the floor.

”I’m truly sorry for your loss son, I told you it was risky”

Jonas turned to the conjurer and grabbed him by the collar, demanding that he knew about all this. The conjurer objected, insisting that he had no idea that things were going to be this bad.

”I have to get Jenna back here”, Jonas muttered, his shoulders slumped and his lips quivering in lachrymose.

”Look kid, that’s impossible”, the conjurer stated ”The only way one can venture into Delious safely is by using power bestowed by the gods or absorbing the soul of a god which I doubt is even possible now”

Jonas looked around the room, his heart heavy with guilt and pain as he realized that he had lost not one but two people that cared about him in a single day. Jonas sat down sluggishly, his arms spread out in fatalism as he tried to think of any solution to his current predicament.

TO BE CONTINUED.