Miss Beauty,With all radiance to spend,Like what the sun does, to spread color,As you have done, to my mind of black and white. In losing you,My mind has turned to grey. I sought to see your hips move with the wind’s twists,And hear your sighs…
What fiend has caressed my shoulders,Besides the loneliness, I feel within my heart?It is yet a monster, without the need to sleep,Without the will to heal. She lays there, for my eyes to behold her presence,For my view, for my corrupt and trembling hand,To mimic…
Little birdWho weeps, and still creates songAfter bloody songIn her bath of red-colored water,As her garbs lie heaped upon one another,On the floor, outside of reach. I saw what twisted my vision,A hue in a bath of waterAnd it was the color of the sun,…
Depression is a current moment, for youWhen you dip tears into the bowl of failure,I have not been good to you.But, I will surround you, in the venom of friendship.I will surround youIn the thorns that have been, all to us,The things we recognize,Are to…
Rain comes as the fewest petals,To break themselves upon the shores of my cheeks,I had loved you, with all the grains upon my heart,I felt your suffering, for what it truly was,Though, I am alone.I am alone, without you.I am alone, to kiss my own…
I once craved the song,The words from her parted and heavy mouth.The little seeds that I bled into her womb,Were only the lives I slew away to the tomb.I once craved the song,The grave where I felt her belong.She was a mere ghost laying heavyAlike…
For every punishment,For every sin,For every kiss,For every period of denial,We are the thorns without the rose,Just merely the pain, without the bliss.And without faith,We weren’t there with sincerity to each kiss. I am breath,I am bone,I am death,And I am stone.The rocks upon your…
We are revealed, before an Earth that has concealedIts face for too long.Here is place we’ll both escape to, in the realm of our disgrace,Death is a final place, that we both had to face. We stared into Death’s face,And spat upon it.Now when love…
Amorous, you are, upon my lips,In our love thrown together,Like two stones against their white surfaces,Like two faces that clash in untold heat,Like two moons that beat upon the other, their doors made of stone,Like two chins that rub the other, each surface made of…
How children stream their tears,Down their faces, reeking with the innocenceThat Nature has gifted them,And yet, the little romances between a boy and a girl,Are a lot like how we once were,Without tragedy to melt our dreams into a reality. Reality is the dark complexion,That…
