greek mythology


No rest from war

always at the gates of Troy 

waiting to breach the walls

and bring an end to the chaos


There is no peace,

everyday is hell in the fight for the soul,

wills seek to oppress me,

but my fighting spirit lives on


Its been to far long on the frontline,

spears have left wounds

in my heel


One day I will win and go to elysium

and be released from this life

and I will bury myself in the bosom

of a virgin


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The Box has been opened,

I am in a labyrinth of evil


Trapt in a maze of dispair,

whispers haunt me


Above is brimstone,

below is fire


My soul longs to be free

but I am in the chains of misery


Every moment is pain,

my thoughts are being controlled 


Today is hell,

tomorrow is hel


My angels are dead,

they burn in the flames


The smell of their corpses

form a smog in the air


Black smoke makes it hard to see,

my ears have gone deaf to death




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I am the Collector of Souls (Rough Draft)


father of time,

why must we die

in order for you to live?


Why must we give so much of our

thoughts to your inner workings and clock?

Why can't we go one day without having to worry

about the change, which you have set in motion?


By always feeling this emotion,

and the fear of not being on time,

and what will happen if that deadline is not met;

and always being on the decline,

and always being on the run,

because of you,

father time

I continue to suffer


Because, It is You who truly does rule our lives

with your ever tightening your grip,

never letting up as you continue to abuse us

with your numbers.


With every passing day getting ever closer close our end,

as yours has only just beginning

always there to remind  us of who is in charge

and that are lives are but fading shadows


 AS You Continue to

harvest our souls

and spit us out,

and make us wish

we never wished

to be anything but dead


As You Continue to

make us your slaves,

and make us submit to your domain,

and strip us of everything we love

and leave us with nothing

but of a husk






Author's Notes/Comments:

Note: Final draft poem, trying to get the flow of the poem together.

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Distance disparaging
miles between our feet and frustration within our hearts
to her, the absence of his arms is harrowing
for him, the pleasure of her hand in mine is a memory fleeting
Daily lives equate to hectic lives. Bed times to tumultuous lies
Hours spent on conversations in lieu of actual emphatic interactions
They all utterly fail in comparisons
We both fall this path in strides
You struggle to confide and my pain I poorly struggle to hide
Our love a million-acre maze. Just one small room lost in a myriad
Distance the minotaur that I can't overcome
I'm not Theuses as I lack the courage and bravery
You shine brighter than Ariadne through your wit and beauty
Sadly this isn;t a love story but a Greek tragedy.
Someone must bear the loss. This story must be compelling
I shall take the minotaur's horn
A spear in my side as our love becomes strained and forlorn
This is my Greek tragedy where I play Theseus without the courage
I portray Hercules with the might of Olympus lost on me
As the lion of Nemea stalks me
I am prepared to lose as I realize my Achilles heel was being unprepared as I fell head over heels
As I look to the future, I aim to be like Odysseus and use intelligence and wit to overcome dread tidings
Or maybe channel Orpheus in an attempt to resurrect what is dead?
Nevertheless. This is my tragedy
Now go
The heroine of another story
Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote a better version of this originally.much pithier and heart string tuggier??? (I'm a university student folks) but then I very smartly installed updates and restarted my computer. Genius!!!

So the moral of the story folks is nothing. Absolutely nothing

Have an amazing week yall.

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Undismayed Orpheus Played

learned from the bards of antiquity
in the extreme limits of Hades
hear howling in Tartaros
suffer deeply in this pitiful abyss

beneath the underworld
exposed souls like refugees descending
disappear within the course of boundaries
segregated for reckless crime
pant emerge from burning lung
flames of the red in vain

all myths gravitate
to gravity
lost identity
creating complexity
within periphery diminished
at the point of a barb

stars sizzle before order
perfectly, pre-set accept firm array

Orpheus presents himself before the throne
Aïdes hardhearted king and his consort Persephone,
Undismayed Orpheus play your entrancing melody

Sing for Eurydice, beautiful Eurydice,

even Furies shed tears and stop their persecution
Orpheus fills your woes to the sound of the lyre
this darkened place of torture and fearful prosecution
heavenly music arrest the torments of sufferer

stone of Sisyphus remains still
Tantalus forget your thirst
wheel of Ixion do not turn or burn

move Eurydice into the upper world
follow Orpheus ascend the steep and gloomy path
was his beloved wife really behind him
until the fatal glance

Orpheus now with music as your only consolation
he dies of a broken heart and a broken lyre
at the wild rites of Dionysus
Muses collect him beneath Mount Olympus bid his burial

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Love the Greek Myths and Legends

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the life strangulation

People started satisfying their pockets with money and rivalry. Jealousy and avarice began to emerge with a powerful strength and people forgot the real meaning of life. Tears and fears started to appear and the dust clearly heard how the downfall of humanity was approaching. The Gods of the Olympus started to get concerned about what they saw day by day. The Gods hoped that someday everything would turn out to be, just as it was before.
When the Gods noticed that humans wouldn’t find a way to solve this problem, they decided to gather up their powers and together come to a conclusion for the problematic situation. Unfortunately all the Gods had lost hope in humanity so Hades stood up and said, "If everyone here agrees that there is no solution for this problem, we only have one thing to do: I will visit planet Earth, and would walk among the people and animals and…” There was a sudden aggressive interruption from part of Zeus. His voice sounded concerned, anxious and imperative, “Everyone here may visit Earth except you! We should give humans and animals a last opportunity. This is why I propose that Apolo visits planet Earth and tries to preach and remember humanity about order and beauty. I will also like to invite Artemis to visit this extinguishing planet, so he dialogues with animals and nature and at the same time, ties to satisfy their needs”. Both Gods accepted this invitation and traveled down to earth for some days.
A week had passed by, Apolo and Artemis returned to Olympus and reported their activities down on Earth. Apolo presented what he had seen, “I tied father – he said, - I walked and talked with every human about the importance of order, simplicity and beauty but they wouldn’t understand. – he sobbed – Humans, well we definitely lost them.” Zeus couldn’t believe it. “Well, we lost humans – he said,- but animals can still be saved, right Artemis?”
After Apolo’s report and the dying hope words of Zeus Artemis stood up and stated, “Well Zeus, although I would like to tell you that my goal was completely accomplished I must admit that, down there, well everything seems to be lost. I am sorry to inform that animals down there who used to claim for rights, are now asking for money, that’s all what their interested on. Animals forgot about music, freedom and their essence. Humans had infected animals with the worst sickness. Sadly, I must admit that animals won’t be what they used to be, we lost them.”
Zeus was really scared and angry because life would be extinguished on Earth. Also, he was angry because Hades had gotten what he wanted, he would visit Earth. Hades stood up and ironically said, “Well, it seems that nobody but me can do this right, I’ll visit Earth tomorrow”, he walked out the room and every other God was really concerned about the future of humanity.
When Hades went back to Olympus he said, “I’ve done my work, there’s no problem anymore… I’ve strangulated life. “

Eric Abrego in colaboration with Rodrigo Nuñez