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Reflection of a Demon
I stare at the picture of your past
And face the corruption of spirit
Death has been following you to cast
His rotten hopes of life and merit
I see the demon in you has grown
Thorns of fiery passions in vein
A shape of shadow sleeping alone
A man doomed to be chained and insane
Allow ravens feed on your pale skin
So the demon can be freed to rest
Your life is your only shameful sin
Which does belong to death to protest
Demonizing GodAmid the mountains you created
I was left to be the sliding stone
By your crimson hands obligated
My star in the night had never shone
Of your tree I am a fallen leaf
Taken away by the sore canon
Helpless with a shimmering belief
The forsaken and shameful demon
I am the void in your universe
Enlightened never by your design
My despair is meant to be endless
And your creations to be divine
Tree of EternityInto the darkness are seeping
Voices of suffering spirits
In sanguine eyes is steeping
The reflection of torn merits
Humans that by life are vanquished
Will be locked in insanity
By sorrow they will be varnished
In the tree of eternity
Sleepless they scream with icy faith
Feeding the leaves of ancient hopes
They will be held captive in wraith
Till the tree is a wizened corpse
Perpetual SorrowPerpetual Sorrow
With creator's dismaying divine kiss
We crossed mere joy to spiraling bliss
Nothing but cold rivers give release
As we silently weep in our dark peace
As waves of time hit our wintery shore
Senility cuts inward to the core
Nothing spiritous is left to implore
Spurious reasons call us once more
Lies fractured and shattered our foretold land
From blissful heavenly realm we are banned
Nothing but mundane death left to demand
How long in miseries can we withstand?
Price of The Sacred KissPrice of The Sacred Kiss
I will cross this world in heresy
And knock on the door of your garden
I will cry before you so you can see
The shattered outcome of your burden
The path through Hell will flower in red
As I nurture the void to heaven
Your high kingdom will drown as I shed
My tears as black as wings of raven
I will tear me apart at your eyes
Because then I know you will notice
What happens to me when you despise
The sacred kiss, sentimental peace
I will come so far to pay the price
Of my unholy passionate vice
The Butterfly Epiphany
The Butterfly Epiphany
I didn't have a good feeling. It seemed like I was lost in numbness and didn't know where I was going. My head was full of everything and nothing and spiraling thoughts were pounding in my head. The sharp blade of sun cut away my good memories from bad ones making me think of the miseries I had and the destiny I will have. I saw him for the third time. He was the angel sent to free me from my pains. I stood and looked around and as I suspected, there was no one there like the other times. I felt very tired so took a deep breath and gazed upon his eyes and waited on him to start speaking:
"Fate is what I create; God is what can change my fate."
"Who creates tragic fates?", I murmured with a broken voice.
"This world . Humankind ", he replied with a great sadness.
I could sense the suffering inside his heart but it wasn't my job to ease it. So, I went closer and put my hand on his shoulder.
"God created this world and fate is the connection between God an
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Your luscious black hair cascading
Long down my emaciated hand
From my frosty palm life is fading
This ominous fate I reprimand
I weep as you lie dormant and cold
Bitterly silent and erotic
You shine as inviolable gold
Of a tale of angels and Gothic
Open your emerald eyes my dear
I can no longer cradle your head
Your misery shall in me inhere
As my lifetime is torn and shredded
You leave me alone forevermore
I shall cry myriads of rivers
I kiss you goodbye and I abhor
This romance to be sad and somber
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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