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“The mud I threw is stained in blood, is that your justice served?” Heavens finally slay me to earth for revenge I may deserved Eyes I loved, I confessed; your insolence with a dirty smirk. Raised the gates, the bloody rage, avenge the words you thrust “Ah! You must be god to say, men shall…

The Phoenix


The burnt meadows they lie so still, Uttering a prayer alike the fallen woods. In winter, they yearn a revelling death, As shadows dust with cold. Oh lord! They say, play hope no more, Let cease the trivial life, The tears they heal the cradle’s pine. Christ be born, let incendie, For sans virgin, it…

Dreams


The dawn that haunts the dreary day I wake up with the devil Stark reality stares the eye Oh! Yet the light spares respite I go behind the taken path To meet it yet again I utter aught for the present steals The moments that were gay I loved the devil for serene it lay…

Love


I lay him down to sleep, The screams, the cry, the desperation of eye, They all fade away in smoke. She watched as he gave away, For a lesser pain, the heaven await. She smiled, as if to infer my deed. Judging nay, an understanding sought. Drop by drop as Lucifer grew, Her lips so…

Smoke


Aweary day, night my irony The room so long felt mist. Oh my darling pen you bleed my cry, Sins precede thy save. The light at end it’s getting closer Every breath but nothing said. The breeze, the lips, the face so trance It’s here, to say itself again ‘Thither art nay sins’; it lay…

Sinner


Forgive me lord for I have sinned The walls still mock the horror The crimson lay Dried the voices swoon Heylel says, ‘thither art nay sins Sans love thy cry, san tears incendie’ Is truth beheld or is voice futile Either be I blood Father forgive me; I have sinned The verses make them worse…

A Poet’s Delight


Oft when trance calls my name, I sit and I do ponder. Can i wail with a feather in hand And other, a wine, much fonder. Midnight tells a pendulum; While I hear a silence in the distance. The smoke of some cuban delight, A seduction of that evening rain; It percolates with the crimpson…