***************Soul of Innocence**************
Envy, anger dark as night Screaming, scratching for the light
Wishes lost in clouds of smoke, gasp for air but only choke
Tornado of confusion, spin round and round Once picked me up, now throws me down
The leaves once blowing, a world lost - unknowing
That even zeal and persistence shall not stop the wrath of a knifing demon upon his path
Lions den, witches blade all is twisted, a world not sane
Pits of hell, heaven lost the soul of innocence~ the final cost
(Submitted by Tara)
*****************Inner Beauty******************
Pale white, beauty ensconcing.
One’s delicate features brushed in crimson tide.
The velvet night dashed with shadows of mourning, p> In hope; in lust; in desire
That soon, we shall meet, in one darkness surround.
Beauty beyond, eyes piercing deep.
My soul cries its misery.
Wanton; always.
Emotional outcry beats from within.
Your body demanding; yet!
The touch, oh how. Your touch.
Sweet seduction pureness in such.
Lilies bathed in fields of the golden morrow, to dance, to writhe.
The cape throned around the sensuous curves.
A need so deep, my heart shall fly,
awaiting the next Inner Beauty.
(submitted by Spice)
********Hollywood Vampires********
From velvet night came forth,
Our torch burns eternal,
For Time is but a dream,
and our mischief be infernal.
Black Angels watch over,
Neglecting the living but not the Undead,
Blessed are the hallowed and gracious
For their blood shall keep us fed.
Hark the electric thunder,
drawn like moths to a Flame,
to a place of Wicked Wonder
. . . And Hollywood be they name.
--Philip Francis Lewis, 1991 (LA Guns)