Poem
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Of eye and iris, combined,I combed the earth, to then find those pair,Dipped in honeydew and nectar alike,Stark against pallid skin and reddened cheeks,As thy making were by God’s artisans. Your eyes, and the cries you emit,By the graces of angels,By the disgrace of my fallen empire,By the dismay to my withered pride,You are still…
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Upon a night, where the moon rose to stayAnd look upon us with fervent fervor,I saw behind that dress that covered thou,A white back that gleamed beneath the silver. A tempting look in your eye,You had a back that gleamed beneath the silver,With a coat of sheen that grew to bloomIn the radiance of an…
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“Your amiability is sworn,” said the puling temptress,And I had forgotten, the meaning of death. I pulled a message, from her hand,And read it, forthwith,It read so neatly, in my hand,Words of long-etched, verse,Bleeding, with a hue, akin, to the ink color. “Next to nothing, that you are,A devilish crude vessel, of a man,Made for…
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I grew upon, thy curling hip,With a lash, to a petulant visage,And thou, drew me near,To hear the sighs, and the fears,And the never ending, quake,Of thy, roaring heart. A vein, and a dynasty,A cruel blight, and a fantasy,A death, and an illusion,Was all it took, to flee,For thou to flee, from my side,So that…
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Death divides, my purpose,Love had made, it wine,Your lilies, when worn, on crown, so high,Drew to knew, the nectar, from, the sigh.As when God, bent his knee,Your loving God, had bent, his knee.And I gave a ring, to thy finger,So that thou, would accompany me. You are not devilish, on my barren lands,You, with your…
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Beauty was left unseen, for her, to satiate,To satiate, all that left her, in sorrow,Beneath the might, of my murk, and wave,A growing fire, that made, me slave. A glow for a heart, that was slender, and raw,I fled to the other end, of an island,And saw with eyes, her dusty shadow,The pain that draws,…
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Since I knew, to trim thy locks, from a silver head, I grew to look, to the moon, Oh, beauty. With thy ivory smile, And your nestled, face in my heart, Come to my weary mind, and lay me down. Lay me to see, the opened sky, Opening as the scar, on my heart, For…
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“She asked for sweetness, of death, Though gave me no love, of flesh.”
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“Those pained by our love, Will yet bow low, In the moment acquired, By the words we share.”
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Yearnful heart, with sickness amassed, I am the beggar, of all desires, So that I may lift, the veil, That shrouds, your shoulders. I see Heaven, placed upon, your mantle, I see Hell, swirling, in your bosom, I see breasts, that swell, like beaten limbs, I see, that compassion, has died. A tear falls, from…
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Don’t die, for the lingering sigh, In harmony, of shadows old. As I saw your face, of white, With folds, of skin, among iron, Death had painted Hell, on a frown, For my nose, to cling, to its scent. What would Heaven offer, if Death denied her form? God, who stalks the bramble, of empty…
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Never let, Heaven hear, The great mockery, of my fruit, I was thoughtless, yet here you are, To bare the nakedness, of my suit. The reckless approach, to danger, My uncertainties, begone! Never broken, never saved. Never, but beloved, to the brave. You wilted, as to my own, Brethren, of my hope, Abandoned, with my…
Modern Romanticism 