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Nickolas J McKee Jan 2024
In so I have told,
False blessings laid hand.
Demented grown old,
They not chosen land.
Blessed marks above high,
Shed not Angel tears.
Instead, demons thigh.
For who dares gloves God,
Death soon always nears.
Intimacy dead,
Collars peeling skin.
Nothing left all said,
Restored souls begin.
Rage roar their brains flames,
Torn demons their names.
Nickolas J McKee Jan 2024
In final peace of offering,
Glass portrait left all to bestow.
Fearing time running out to sing,
Nested feathers seen as dark woe.
Was suppose to be a present,
To which I know would never be.
No more to you ever I bent,
You owe me nothing of a fee.
Shakespeare was already a fraud,
The slave was never seen of all.
Insanity all letters clawed,
Never crossing nor not to fall.
So screech the haunting demons chess,
Wept darken tears upon our mess.
Nickolas J McKee Jan 2024
What I thought of you,
Aren’t all demons from the start.
You’re making it through,
When found no more broken heart.
They know not what know,
What created all around.
So what of daemons,
By true love are some all found?
Catch me if you can,
Not all is eternity.
Even in the sand,
Souls broken down all to see.
If you are not mine,
Then I am not of other.
Fire with air to combine,
What opposed hands to smother…
Nickolas J McKee Dec 2023
They loved and latched,
As I fail in love with his eyes.
Know God felt matched,
Demons today, angels surprise.
Forgotten Dae,
The ones all children should whisper.
“Hush, Child, Say!”
Lost lonely inner soul drifter.
Evil mate good,
Resurrection is always near…
What done or should?
Nay, haven’t you forgotten fear?
we are their fall,
tangles and all…
All coming soon in my 14th poetic series, humbled by yours truly. Thank you!
Nickolas J McKee Dec 2023
Every page I think of you,
I cannot help but to fright.
For who and only love who,
You now dear I only write.
As a dance as a ballad,
Touch genuine as a key.
Love lasting always valid,
In your eyes of all I see.
So settle cold moons so far,
No one knows what we create.
Our hearts entwine burning star,
What they think, disintegrate.
So sweet the honey we soar,
Hearts forever yearning more.
Why do they come up
Why bring me back to the horror
Why make me remember
Why must these memories haunt me
only to leave me once more???
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