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Feb 2017 · 281
The Fall of Hyrilyn
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
He came from the seas
With fire at his back
His homeland shrouded in smoke

For days he walked
Below the old stars
Sleeping beneath the tall oaks


Until he came to a church
Abandoned and near ruined
A place of the gods that he knew

Removing his armor
He kneeled down and prayed
While behind him long shadows grew

In the midst of his orison
Did he fall into sleep
Brought not by his own weary mind

Then down he was dragged
In dream and in space
Never once looking behind

Fallen victim he had
To the Queen of these lands
Who none would ever suspect

A sly young pythoness
Herself ensnared
Chosen as the Hollow One's elect
Feb 2017 · 401
Ad Caelum
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
We are alone in the universe
Spinning on endlessly
A single blue marble
On the spiral of eternity

The universe is empty
There's no reason to explore
They say authoritatively
Be still and dream no more

Its too dangerous, it costs too much
And it isn't worth out time

Is that what the great explorers said
In the stories, myths and rhymes?

If we could all unite
Under such a common goal
We could not only better ourselves
But creation as a whole

They say that we're alone
And indeed we may be
But we'll never know for sure
Unless we go and see
Feb 2017 · 343
Demoness
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
In my dreams does she walk
With unparalleled beauty
And the horns of demons
Adorning her head

I know her intent
To ****** me to darkness
And though I'm aware
I do nothing to stop her

Perhaps because I pity her
And hope I can save her
More than likely though
I've already fallen

Under her dark spell
Feb 2017 · 526
The Fire Fades
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
Shadows dance lethargically
Ever slowed by a waning fire
The sun has long since set
And I am unsure it will rise again

Soon too will the fire fade
And a great whirlwind
Come through the pines
To carry me away

Beyond the boundless night
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
There were rivers
Streaming down her face
Great deltas in which he swam
Till he reached the shorelines
Of her wounded eyes

he stayed in the rim
Just out of sight,
In the curve of black
Where the day kissed the night

She could never see him
And he could only hear her pain
Her agony in loneliness
It ached for them to be apart
But he knew it was for the best

He could never reach her
But he thought if he might
It would be in her dreams
Where the day kissed the night
Thanks to Midnight Rain for working with me
Feb 2017 · 337
Dark Embrace
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
Moonlight reflected
Off her long black hair

Pale skin illuminated
In lush sweet grass

Something sinisterly seductive
Hid behind her innocent smile

The closer she came
The darker the sky grew

Until the moon was covered
And I could see nothing

Her hand touched mine
In that inky darkness

I felt as if the sun
Would never rise again

And that thought
Filled me with pleasure
Feb 2017 · 245
Song of the End
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
Darkly, darkly ever do they sing
The trees of old filled with dark wings
The song of death, the end and decay
Ever resounding, eternally grey

Beaks and bones, sinews and flesh
Spoiled things, a moss ridden mesh
Ash in the sky and clouds on the earth
Nothing now left of any real worth
Feb 2017 · 308
Far Over
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
Far over the sea
With city sunken below
Do the waves fall away
Mythic islands to show

No men have voyaged there
Since the days of yore
When the moon was bright
And the sun shown more

For what was found there
Can not be explained
Nor would a return voyage
Have anything gained

On those islands
Where great salt mounds
That reached to the trees
And covered the grounds

But stranger still
Haunting to sight
Were the birds that nested
In the faint evening light

Great monstrous things
With deep purple eyes
And blacker than night
Their wings in the skies

Little is know
Of the strange avians or the crew
That sailed such islands
For only one man knew

Having survived the voyage
He lived in dread fear
Of those strange dark birds
As if they were near

And though everyday
He was coaxed to regale
He could never bring himself
To again tell the tale

Then one day he was gone
With grains of salt in his bed
Grand wings in the night
To carry the dead
Feb 2017 · 241
Quote #34
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
An excellent plan
Will never be realized as such
If it is executed poorly

- Hadrian Veska
Feb 2017 · 420
Last Proclamation
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
Twisted hot metal
Coiled and wound
Around thin necks
Held to the ground

Limbs malnourished
Temples concave
On all a dark symbol
Cruelly engraved

The swelling illness
Spreads with the ice
Together repaying
Our sins over twice

The sickness unending
From the stars brought down
Our final judgment
Shall be our crown
Feb 2017 · 264
Themulian
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
Moonless and still
Will the raven stars rise
The heavens to swell
In the far eastern skies
Feb 2017 · 547
To Those Brave Explorers
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
You go now
Where none have before
Into the great depths
That yawn before us

The night is dark
But the seven stars will guide you
Along the path
That leads to our future

And though I will be gone
When you return to this place
Know that I thought of you
Each and every day

Though you are alone
I pray you smile
For you are the hope of man
In an uncertain world

All I can gurantee
Is that the world you come back to
Will not be the same
If indeed

It yet remains
Feb 2017 · 239
Ayulvanin
Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
Every night at the alter
Would she pray in the dark
To honor the martyrs below

Though lonely she was
She never complained
Forsaken in far northern snow

As the long years past
She fell weak and ill
Though old age she did not know

Alone there she died
With cold lips of ice
And in her stead darkness did grow
Jan 2017 · 274
Ill Words
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
Ill words drip like molasses,
And then hang in the air.
Swirling slowly,
Never wholly,
Said with any care.
Jan 2017 · 331
The Heavens Weep
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
A discordance echoes among the stars.
Pleiades cries out
And Orion hangs his head,
For they know
What that pale red star brings.
A great and unseen calamity,
Whose course is set.
Predicted but forgotten.
The great judgment,
That they call Wormwood.
Jan 2017 · 457
Woven
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
The strands connect all things
Our dreams and our reality
So who are we to judge
What's real and what's a fallacy

We truely know nothing
Beyond our own sight
We even question ourselves
In the dead hours of the night

Whether I'm real or fake
Or part of some grand scheme
I can't say I really care
If it was just a lonely dream

They say truth is absolute
And I believe that to be true
But all that really matters
In this world to me is you
Jan 2017 · 224
Krykry
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
The land beyond the mountains
Is little known
Save for legend
of Krykry

An ancient sprawling city
Of unknown origin
That has lied in ruins
For untold millennia

From the top of the mountains
Its crumbled spires can be seen
Though few venture near
Those treacherous peaks

Some say the city was built
Long before humans walked the earth
The thought of which makes men shudder
For they have heard tales of the things

That walked under the sun
When yet it was young in the sky
Jan 2017 · 540
Osk
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
Osk
Long ago,
Before the black ice of the North
Began pouring down
A great empire stretched
From the primordial mountains
To the the great foaming sea
They thought themselves
The masters of their world
In that age where the gods
Were rarely present
Or accounted for
But with the gods abandonment
Came lost terrors
Sealed since antiquity
In the deep places of the earth

And from beyond the stars
Jan 2017 · 431
With Them Then
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
Soon they will return
As promised before
To our ancient fathers
In the days of Yore

And with them then
Will the world pass away
As if it were
Just a brief winter day
Jan 2017 · 267
Myol
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
Frozen moon in deep antiquity,
Locus of the great facility;

Where myriad souls silent wait,
For the long since coming fate.

Stars go out and fall in space,
The tugging of a loosened lace.

They come, they will, and in their hand,
Time lies broken leaking sand.
Jan 2017 · 640
The Walkers of Night
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
The walkers of night
Tall ghostly white
Lank in the fields
Under dim moon light

From where they come
And to where they go
Is not discussed
For nobody knows

No noise do they make
In the forms that they take
Gone in the morning
Before the first wake

Though everyone sees them
None say a word
For fear of the tales
And dark stories they've heard
Jan 2017 · 1.0k
LanternPass
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
Seven white lanterns
On a mountainside pass
The silver moonlight
Dancing on grass

A cool gentle wind
Blows down from the heights
The rivers above
The great northern lights

The earth here at peace
In reverent tranquility
Ever aware and secure
In its graceful fragility

That those lost be honored
On the mountainside pass
Where they died for all things
So that peace might last
Jan 2017 · 806
Below
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
There is someone
Who I used to be
When time was young
And skies were free

When great pines towered
Over northern lands
And a man could live
By the work of hands

That world to you
Would seem quite strange
To see rolling forests
Before a mountain range

Now all you know
Is dark steel and grey
The colors of progress
And urban decay

You know not what you lost
And in that is bliss
For I yet remember
The warm sun's kiss
Jan 2017 · 243
Quote #33
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
It matters not
what one thinks of a wise man,
For he knows himself,
And can differentiate
Interpretation from reality.

The fool however,
Changes constantly.
Influenced by what others think of him,
He is not sure what he wants to be

Or who he truely is .


- Hadrian Veska
Jan 2017 · 246
Though You'll Never Know
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
I smile and wave
Day by day
As the seasons come
And pass away

I couldn't take care of you
Though I tried my best
So they took you away
At my own request

I wanted to give you
Your own path to choose
But if you stayed with me
You could only lose

It was the hardest thing
I've ever had to do
But I know it was right
To give it to you

That chance I never had
To be happy and grow
Safe and secure
Though you'll never know

Who I am
Or what I've done for you
But that's ok
All you need to do

Is smile and wave back
As the seasons roll by
That's all it'll take
To make this old man cry
Jan 2017 · 448
Embers
Hadrian Veska Jan 2017
The fire burns low
Hot coals among ash
The world we once knew
Gone in a flash

From fiery orange
To dull blue flame
We played so reckless
That dangerous game

And because of ours sins
Too numerous to count
Our minds have been clouded
Filled with deep doubt

Now with eyes wide open
We see the earth laid bare
Though at this point
We truely don't care
Dec 2016 · 742
Quote #32
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
An artist should never
confuse themselves with art.
They are merely a vessel,
From which art pours.
Sometimes they are empty
And other times full.


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 381
The Thirteen Martyrs
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
In the night they lie
Thirteen graves in the sky
To the martyrs of old
That yet they may die

Those saints now below
Beneath rock and snow
In the chambers of old
Locked long ago

Their resolve was extreme
For that sacrifice supreme
To cull the great sickness
That came from our dreams

Ever now do they wander
In those great hollows yonder
So that yet we might live

Within our own minds
Dec 2016 · 572
Quote #31
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
I chased love for so long
Only to realize,
It isn't something you catch
But rather,
Something you get caught by.


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 458
A Lonesome Oddessey
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
From the forests to the seas
Great planets and beyond
Ever wanderers we
Until we are but gone
Dec 2016 · 305
Quote #30
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
Man is alone in the universe
Because he is the first in the universe.
The great pioneer of mortality.


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 291
Well Traveled
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
There was once a young man
Wise beyond his years
Who talked of death
And how he had traveled it.

He said that death
Was not to be feared, but embraced
As something we have earned.
Our badge of honor as mortals.

A source of pride
In those far distant planes,
Where light and dark
Stretch unending.

After all he would say,
"We were the only ones brave enough
To plunge into mortality willingly."
Dec 2016 · 720
Nothing
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
If you have no purpose,
Don't sit and think to yourself
At the end of the day,
What a shame it is you got nothing done.
You did exactly what you planned to do,

Nothing.
And sometimes,
Nothing is all you need to do.
Dec 2016 · 265
Quote #30
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
To love, one must first learn
To know and love themselves.
Without this understanding,
There can be no such thing as love.
Only simple infatuation.

A desire to fill the empty space,
Where self should reside.


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 171
Quote #29
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
Never assume, always listen
Dec 2016 · 217
The Plains
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
The plains of Il-Volruil are silent
Its grasses sway gently

The light of the liquid moon
Hangs heavy overhead

Though calm and undisturbed
None dare venture there

For in its ruins
Does a strange thing lurk

A twisted creature
From a time long lost

A being that holds
Two cardinal tales

The child's tale
Of a misunderstood protector

And the fearful man's tale
Of a dark and malignant spirit
Dec 2016 · 236
The Human Condition
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
The human condition
Is a term loosely thrown around
But few truely know
What it means

The human condition
Is entitlement
Man believes he is the master
Of all that lays before him

If this belief were not so
He would never have left
His primodial forests and caves
Content in his own ignorance

Man takes what he wants
Until there is none left
And then he build for himself
What is not provided

He have bent this world
To conform to his will
And the very stars themselves
Are now within his grasp

Soon, there will be
A great reckoning among the heavens
For once man reaches out to the stars

He will not let go
Dec 2016 · 544
Creatures of Habit
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
I was once told,
There is no such thing as love.
That the best we can hope to find,
Is a tolerable existence.

Perhaps they were right,
Though, I'd like to think not.
As the person who said it to me,
Is the one who has stayed with me
All of these long years.
Dec 2016 · 467
The Rolling Fog of Ages
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
A vague misty haze
Blanketed the world.
Only dull shapes could be made out
Through the primordial fog .


It is said that in those times
The very earth could change shape.
The moment it's observer looked away,
As if it was itself, alive.


The only certainty of form,
Was brought with light,
Which was a luxurious commodity
Before the great forges were lit.


With the dawning of light,
So too dawned life as we know it,
Which flourished and grew,
Under the light of newborn stars.


But now the forges
Are all but extinguished.
Dark spots envelop the sky
Where stars once churned.


It has already begun,
The end to light's long reign.
And with its end,
Will obscurity return,


In the rolling fog of ages.
A write I thought up while thinking of quantum physics and how some things change their appearance based on observstion. Perhaps matter is slowing returning to its state of dominance in the universe...
Dec 2016 · 468
Quote #28
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
The moment we conquer our mortality,
Is the moment we stop being human,
And become the very things,
That we taught ourselves to hate.


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 285
Quote #27
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
Mankind's greatest strength, is mortality.
If you don't believe me, ask the gods.

That is,
if any yet remain.


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 412
The Emyune of Yir
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
Ever have they dwelled in that sickly city,
That even the flowing ice avoided
As it crept down from the heights,
Devourving all in its path.

Among evil shadows,
Did they practice their craft.
In the primordial conurbation
Of forsaken Yir.

Since time immemorial
They have met in silence.
Beneath Yir's dark obelisks
And the backdrop of jagged mountains.

Many believe them necromancers.
It is even said in myth ,
That they were the ones to create man
In order to spite the gods .

But such memories ,
If ever there were any,
Have long since passed
From the revelries of thought.

None have seen these sorcerers
Or that sable city of Yir
Since the ice had receeded
In more recent ages.

In fact, not even the location
Of that monsterous place
Can be agreed upon anymore,
Which many count as a blessing.

For though the city is lost,
And unseen by the eye,
The meer mention of it
Disturbs and unsettles the mind.

As if it's raven spell,
Was never truely lifted.
Dec 2016 · 256
Quote #26
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
There is such a thing as morality.
Its proof is evident in guilt.


-  Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 780
A Deeper Calling
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
In the well of my mind, is a voice.
A voice not entirely my own.
Beckoning me to travel deeper,
Within my own subconscious.

Though, if I listen,
I come to a place wholly unfamiliar.
Seemily outside the bounds
Of my own thought or reason.

And the voice says to me,
"Come now just a little deeper.
You are so close to seeing the truth,
With the scales peeled from your eyes."

Never have I seen
What comes after these words.
I always wake up in a sweat,
As if my body itself wishes to spare me

From some long forsaken iniquity,
That resides only within
The dark recesses of the mind.
Dec 2016 · 487
The Stars Unfurled
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
Among desolation,
Hidden, buried deep,
The vaults of gods,
Lost secrets do keep.

Though all creation
Succumbed to the blight,
The precursors foresaw,
And sealed their might.

In dark chasms below,
Do great engines lie in wait.
For the predestined time
To fulfill their grand fate.

Though those now above,
Twisted and broken,
Sing of wicked things,
That should neer be spoken,

They will not inherit
What remains of this world.
Their end will come,
When the stars lie unfurled.
Dec 2016 · 799
Probability
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
The machines dreamed of distant futures
Far off realities that yet may come
But the future that came to be
Was one they never could have predicted

And thus they now lie dormant
Within the great gulfs
Among the black ashes
And the bones of their makers
Dec 2016 · 254
Quote #25
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
Personality is the canvas of the will


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 278
Quote #24
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
They ask you when you're growing up
"What do you want to be?"
Don't answer them.
It doesn't matter who or what you are,
It matters what you do.
Dec 2016 · 431
Quote #23
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
You can say or you can do, but not both.
That is why wise men speak so little.


- Hadrian Veska
Dec 2016 · 674
Hush
Hadrian Veska Dec 2016
The mellow scent of pine
Beams of moonlight through the trees
Quiet and still
Something enigmatic hangs on the air
The night lies unknown
And what may be has not yet come
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