Poems

Poetry

Free inside my own doom...

Everytime I put my pen on paper, a piece of my soul is opened, things I write are from the unending thirst for the darkness. I look in the mirror, and can't tell what the hell is looking back. A shape, form, or illusion that mystifies me, entrances me, lust fills my heart. What is plaguing me, something is calling to me, but I can't see it, I can feel it. I am going on a downward spiral, spinning, twisting, tormented by something I can only feel. The torment is from not understanding what my heart is yearning. Who am I? I am you, or the reflection of you. Who are you? Are you me? I am so blind, yet I can see. What influences you to laugh at my agony. I will fill you with emptiness, fill your cup so deep that you will dream of it when you sleep. Understanding will then purify your soul. I'll close my eyes to see, and cover my ears to hear; so you will know what its like to be me.

My Dearest Beauty


She who I have laid my eyes on, leaves me on the day I fall in love with her. I feel her soul, and its life fire, as she looks in my eyes and see's desire. Come to me I shall not cower, prick me, kill me its all within your power.
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The Goddess of the Moon

As I look up at evening sky I see it all and start to cry, for when I look up at the moon I know my love is dying soon. But Knowing this I soon forget Of all the times that we have spent Together embracing within our arms Knowing each other won't come to harm. I love my Luna in the sky, I promise I'll never let you die You'll live in my heart until we meet Within the heavens, so now I'll sleep.
Variant in My DNA Do you know about variants in dna that makes me powerful, this very day Such is life, and life is such To know this power, corrupts so much. Let me fill your cup with wine Then let our lives forever intwine Now my powers yours, and yours is mine And I will kill you, none is thine. Three times three, will kill all you see This is my power, and it will be.